There’s something in my life that I’m still lacking
And during full moon hear the devil laughing
But maybe it’s just sorrow
Weeping louder than tomorrow
Still I cannot grasp the destiny I’m mapping

But maybe that’s the fallacy of trying
I know that failures never gratifying
You fall from roof
Then chip a tooth
And laughter sounds the same as bitter crying

Copyright © 2023 Delia Ross /@poeeternal. All rights reserved.



You ever been stalked by some psycho bitch? Who sends her psycho friends to also stalk you? Then threatens you with a lawyer if you mention her?

Challenge accepted. Send your lawyer psycho bitch.

You’re as delusional as a Christmas fruitcake.


I’m not the type to be silenced or stolen from.


Be careful the strangers you buy from on TikTok.


Her lives were so damn depressing, after awhile I felt uneasy tuning in. 😬

Eventually cut the cord and she went full psycho.


Poem unrelated just an afterthought.

TBH his poem likely inspired my poem.


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