I am gone now. I have run away to my mythical world. A place where the sky is black and the sun and moon are always out. The rain is the blood from every heart that is being broken in the world. It rains all the time… it never stops.
The stars are so close that you can reach out and touch them. This world has absolutely no meaning to it. It is in the center of the universe. It’s everywhere. I’m sitting under a bleeding tree right now. There is a dead turtle dove laying on the ground beside me. Some creature is staring at me. It’s eyes are a crimson red. It looks vicious but it can’t hurt me. I am protected by my soul. It is letting me pet it now. It’s sitting right nezt to me. It doesn’t want to leave. I think I’ll name it Arezeal….. that’s a pritty name isn’t it? Arezeal…….. yeah, i like it. Someday I will let him loose in the world……. i think you all know what that means………
i liked it. maybe you should continue this into a longer post.
hey hon this is one of your most disturbing poems but its also one of your best and i love it 🙂
Nice…
-Elizabeth
this is great, keep writing
yes continue it
I HATE BEING THE ODD ONE OUT … SO YEAH … YOU GO DO YOUR THING.