#tryingpoetry

[lib-land]

love, death, cats

The sound of your claws against my bedroom door

I toss and turn, trying to bury my head in my pillow,

to drown out the sound.

But when the silence finally comes

I find myself yearning for the noise.

[blinkpotterheadotaku]

Solo Yang

Baby, you're my half.

The ying to my yang.

How could I ever

ever let you fall?

I know, Darling

I know

I made a mistake.

And now,

you'll make sure

that I paid the price.