I stuff my pockets with misery and contempt,
overloading their contents, pleasure exempt.
I fill the dark spaces with sadness and dread,
overexerting the capacity, till all hope is dead.
...
Read full text
What a captivating, deep piece. Such an exceptional write. I hope this is no reflection of how you truly feel, for your beauty (inside and out) should always be a beacon of light away from the darkness. Simply amazing.
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
What a captivating, deep piece. Such an exceptional write. I hope this is no reflection of how you truly feel, for your beauty (inside and out) should always be a beacon of light away from the darkness. Simply amazing.