I make decisions I know I'll regret later (but this isn't one of them)
Torn among the edges still you're kind Try to fill the Earth with lullabies Past the rippled pages laden skies Filled with tears the years you made her cry She left behind a rope that you may climb Above the callous heart disguised as kind In the ashes his lies you will find Broken hearts…
His tongue an opinion ship Vessels which harbor Satan himself It carries a plague lip to lip Confessing love & other bullshit Common lies his weapon or wealth Hidden behind charm and wit #amwriting #insomnia #ihateyou #demonsexist #gobacktohell #TwitterIloveYou #poem #poeeternal
Mr. No name
There's not a lot left when there's
nothing to lose
I'd settle for less but
there's nothing to choose