bards of bier

07/2013

How do I measure

such dysphoria

How can I escape

this flood of calignosity

Our world has become defiled 

And I've forgotten my way home

Who's to blame

Only I

Only I have dug this grave

and now I am forced

to lay in it

Forced to watch from afar

the fiends tearing at you

Thanks to my sick fantasies

To the the raven tears I spill

Reviews

[Angie Diane♥&hea..]

This was a dark poem, but it was beautiful as well. Just could feel the love that was flowing through the poem. I love reading these kids of poems from you. I am really happy I read this. Thank you for sharing this piece of art with me.