• hayleyj 6w

    Teen Angst

    Disconnected, worlds apart. Frail thoughts brought asunder.
    Crave incense heart desire. Reminisce old time like breaking glass.
    Dreams forego words un spoketh. Little hearts, little dreams, broad story tellers tracking freedom.
    Less do unturned stones reveal truths than written atop the harsh surface by time. Canned feelings, open to reveal rotted by disregard. Nevertheless forget all that has been said; worthless is caring about anything. Here's my poem to you Hayley. Fuck you. Fuck you and everything you care about. That fact that your whole life revolves around others should give you a good idea of how pathetic you are. Worthless sack of shit. How poetic.