Some days are good some days are bad
It likes to linger and suddenly vanish
like vapor
other times it stays like a dark cloud
oh dark cloud how cliche are you
staying above me
raining down whenever the sun tries to shine thru
whenever my lips crack a slight smile
whenever i think for a second i have escaped
you come back like a hissing venomous snake
im so sick of you now
i wish you werent here
but i depend on you now
youre like a devilish sneer
inside of me you sometimes peer out
and my smile turns grim
and my eyebrows slant down
i become very dark
angry
devilish
demonic
oh what you do to me
i change
my mind becomes polluted
hero turned villain
but no one knows it but me
everything i say comes out as rage
and the angel inside me tries to come back out
but the rage cages me
like im trapped inside myself
does this make sense
that im trapped inside myself?
with the wrongness of you
Fallen
You have two poems on
Postpoems and i like them both.
You must put some somewhere else
Just sayin
KS
Thank you, means a lot, maybe
Thank you, means a lot, maybe when I have more courage to share I shall!