PEPPERMINT

someone old

Sometimes they say they do. Understand.

They don't.

Sometimes they say he can fit in just fine.

No, he f*****g won't.

 

His ways are mainly different.

His world does not belong.

He stalks and gorges himself on you.

He sinks your smile with peppermint.

His words are make-believe.

His eyes surrender.

Mainly he imprisons your fear and loves your faults.

Mainly he kills every avarege mood and action.

He floats those demons for me.

He paints those towns.

He's being my very own star.

With a mask of a creep he hides the original one within.

When he walks in, you'll notice.

I know I did.

Back then. When it was ok.

Back then and not again.

Ever. 

 

Reviews

[Lexi Nicole]

It's a little rocky flow-wise in some spots. But I do like the concept of the piece. It's got a certain dark quality about it that draws me to it. Really well done!

-Howl