Poem: Abstract

One of the reasons I haven’t posted a lot of my own work on here in so far is because I’m afraid of not being perfect… But, I suppose perfection is a myth. Or maybe I shouldn’t care. Either way; a look into my writing book.   So… here I go.



They’re fading off my skin

letters of desigre

falling like crackling



Holding me abreast

flashing in my eyes

death would be sweeter?

to do

is worse than

to die


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