By: Tsureie Why won't anyone look at me? Why won't anyone notice me? I'm standing right here in front of you Am I anything to you? Or am I nothing to you? To be invisible to you Is too harsh to be true To be nothingness is like a speck of dust Or someone consumed …


Stress Reliever

By: Tsureie To stay away From my addiction My stress reliever Can be vindictive Even the smallest scent Causes great attraction To arouse my senses And my reaction Burns my intentions As the smell lingers Kills away slowly From my containment *SUBSCRIBE TO KEEP UP WITH OUR NEW NOTIFICATIONS!*