NO ONE SEEMS TO TRULY KNOW THE HEART THAT APPEARS TO SWING LIKE A BRICK FOR NO REASON
- Dark Poets Club
- 2 days ago
- 1 min read
By Aaron Tweed
How the sunlight offends his skin, the morning offers horrors anew.
When people smile he sees tombstones instead of teeth.
Water equals drowning.
Fire equals immolation.
Breathing equals asphyxiation.
Living equals death.