[Ritsuka]

I've recently been put on graveyard shift at work. I'm always tired, and for some reason, my artistic side likes to surface. So, I thought I'd share some of my work with you. ^^ I don't write often, but here are some of my poems. <3

Feel free to post some of your own work as well. :)



Nobody

The worth of beauty.
Flowers so crude.
Raise up sweet blood.
Skin so bruised.
Balanced so lustful.
Color me black.
Words so trusful.
Those words of Lack.
Time of not flowing.
Standing stills.
Children not growing.
Taking pills.
The anger of love.
Not wanting more.
Broken wings of a dove.
People of poor.
Warped in reality.
Chizzled for perfection.
Love of fatality.
Body of resurection.

Hiding this fear could be the death of me.