Bitter patter
It's a frequency in the body A constant murmured cry A stronger feeling of pride and love That survives the rain For you are a blessing, with, and without me
By Vili5 months ago in Poets
I repent not For the crimes against my flesh I repent not For the heartbreaks started afresh For the exhilaration found in torture
By Vili8 months ago in Poets
Decibels ringing left and right Night's static in my head feels like a threat But the trap is the pause that I grab Notice that twitch in my pulse
