untitled poem (oh gosh I'm bad at writing poetry)
Posted September 11th, 2017 by Syafai
in the milky way.
"My eyes are like my soul
I see what I now know I'm going to live in.
Then it'll make me wish I was blind,
so that the dangers I will never see
wont dig into my soul,
like they are doing right now,
as I have the ability to know my surroundings.
But if I was blind,
I wouldn't know my surroundings,
I wouldn't know if a loved one
is dead right next to me,
and behind me is a murderer
who cant wait until the soul
I still have even without my useless eyes,
is going to come out.
The murderers' impatience...
It's hurting me,
making my soul
out of my head
which is how they kill."
i'm bad at writing poetry you can all agree c:
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