❝ meme.❞
; POISON courses its way through your veins,
d e a t h, a precious gift, chooses to elude you so.
your heart would beat against your ribcage,
desperate to escape.
It was the year that your arrows were excahnged with death’s;
the year that the young couples that you shot died in each other’s
arms, the year that all humanity lost faith & the old and the weary
gained the lives of who could have been.
It was bleak, lovers being killed before they could love,
—- lives being tainted with hopelessness and despair.
you watched a young child die from her first kiss;
a small boy who’se heart was b r i t t l e to the core.
you never quite recovered, bitterness
pulling at your features whenever you
looked at the young & in love, such a
feeling was wasted on the foolish.
