Pervert

***This is the first poem that I have submitted and been rejected on. I am actually laughing because I would have been more shocked if it had been accepted.***

Madness flies

with rose colored wings

through rainbows and unicorns

flights of fancy 

that ensure my insanity.

Locked in this world

of bright colors and niceness

oh,

such horrid horrid

niceness.

Out of me seeps blackness

vile and evil

a blight upon this fantasy land

turning the good 

into the malignant.

Time and time again

I have tried to run free

time and time again

I have bled 

perverting all that you can see.

Feb. 14/18

How do I….

A friend asked me to Google ‘how do I….’ The following are the four answers I had.

How do I…..

A) Live

B) Love Thee

C) Live without you

D) Find my way home.

It is a country song in the making I tell you.

Merry Christmas everyone.