I laugh as I see things others don't.
I cry as they try to hurt me so.
I smile as they tear me up like a masterpiece.
I kiss the burning sun and char my lips.
I make it rain blood and ice.
I fake my tears to gain what I thought was right.
I cross my fingers and hold them tight.
I look without really looking.
I leave without saying goodbye.
So, who's the broken one here?
YOU ARE READING
Epigrams
PoetryIt appears you've found my book and before you decide to read it's contents, know that... These poems are everything that is me. (Also the cover was made by my buddy FierroThorne!)
