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HannahB

HannahB

Death is the true name of time.
Oct 29, 2019
185
Poems help me vent and I dont have many people to share with so yall just gonna have to bear the brunt of my creative side :p

Heres some of my poems:

The end

the rough soil
the heat
it makes for a tough plant.
But not a pretty one.
It grows thorns
or poison
from its pain.
Cynical you could say.
it grows
without question
of your desires.
it feeds of your pain
as you sink to your end.


Screams

Sometimes I see you
when I close my eyes.
When I watch a sad movie.
I didnt know you
until that day.
When her screaming,
her awful wailes
tore through my soul.
When that pain
in your eyes
clawed into my heart
and forever broke me.
I wish I could go back
and tell her
warn her,
you needed her.
Her daughter
needed her mother
but your already gone
and I am forever broken.
I'm sorry.


Edge of existance

I feel the wall
somewhere deep inside.
Black and dark
it follows the universe
endlessly dancing
Each claiming their territory,
struggling to be.
Neither feels like home
neither feels like me.
How can nothing want,
me?
How can something?
Will they claim me
or can I.
 
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