Me, myself and I

kitty the naughty poet

I smile

smile through the rush of darkness

that spreads thick dispair

passion laced with desire

runs and hides away

 

I cry

cry in the face of the shadows

stream down cheeks leaving stains

magic turns to ash all around

blacker than the night

 

I laugh

laugh at danger as it stabs its knife

sliding down through air

between my lungs and the flow of blood

that runs through my veins

  • Author: kitty the naughty poet (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 11th, 2022 02:13
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  • orchidee

    I'm a confused laddie with these 'Me, Myself, and I' poems that are on here. Is there 1,2, or 3 of ya?!
    Bet ya knows the title of my next poem: 'Me, myself, and Kitty'! heehee.

    • kitty the naughty poet

      Hahaha 😁 there's
      Katie she's the creative one
      kitty she's the naughty one
      The wolf she's the young one
      Hahaha .... me, myself and I

      Hahahaha write it lol you have to now 🤣

      • orchidee

        Will Fido let me? He saves me from swooning if things get too 'hot'!

      • L. B. Mek

        what a wonderfully poetic, self portrait
        exuding defiance and sincerity
        a wording
        of that most essential
        affirmation of self worth!
        thanks for sharing, dear poet



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