• Those emo poems
    Had always been
    To my understanding
    Mediocre,
    Senseless,
    Obnoxious.
    But now that,
    Like death
    Tearing away
    A defeated soul,
    A conquered
    Innocence,
    Life has ripped
    All happiness
    From this corpse
    I bear.
    The loneliness
    Is all degrading
    Words,
    Reminisces,
    Quotes:
    A verbose void
    Wherein
    infinite adjectives
    Could never encompass.
    In this
    Melancholy state
    I now
    fathom
    The meaning beneath
    Complaints,
    Feel
    Desperation
    in their pleas,
    Acknowledge
    Every pained
    Cry
    And invisible
    Scream
    As my own burden.
    For, there is
    A truth,
    An axiom,
    An empathy
    In virulent verse.