Creating magic on the page and in the world
This poem came to me while I was sitting here, writing up some history to my world. I think it has meter, I know it has a rhyme scheme. Sometimes when I do poetry I can’t quite figure out why, but when I say it, it sounds good. Breaks mit not be in the right place because of this.
Poison in my veins
Grief upon my heart
I bite down on my tongue
And pray to God I fall apart.
So that He can put you back together?
More of a bite my tongue and bleed out poem 😛 Sounded cool more than actually relevant.
Phew! *wipes brow*