Black is the new white
Hatred is the new love
Bloody kisses are the new lust
Dreams are nightmares dreamt of
Sad is the new happy
Torture is the new strife
Happy tears are blackened
Dead is the new alive
Where are my reasons to live
Or am I only living to die..?
Is this how it always sounds..
Am I truly living to die ??
Confusion ..
NB: This is NOT poetry..My blog was never meant to be poetry..it was meant to be poetic..thoughts and thoughts and thoughts.
Sins that Walk
2 months ago
Mindblowing! Is that original !!
Thanks sweetie =)