Untitled- for nowA Poem by Sophles
Your whispers and secrets
Are louder than shouts, I'm sending in spies And they're giving me doubts My eyes sting, My ears ring, My throats dry, I want to die My paranoid mind Is breaking my heart, If I were graffiti You'd be fine art, My eyes sting, My ears ring, My throats dry, I want to die I love the clouds You love the stars, We are only the same By our emotional scars My eyes sting, My ears ring, My throats dry, I want to die Your soul is brighter In the dark, My shadows cast Has left a mark My eyes sting, My ears ring, My throats dry, I want to die I hate this feeling, The feeling of love, It's to hard to Let go of My eyes sting, My ears ring, My throats dry, I'm going to die The drugs The haze The razors The blades, The sex The pills The vodka The thrills, A lifetime of mind f*****g potions, All to stop the mind f*****g emotions. © 2014 Sophles |
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