Why don't I try and write some poems? Here are 15 lines of pure poetry.
Alligators and
crocodiles and caimans
are the best creatures.
Curly hair, freckles,
soft skin, and big hazel eyes
try to see beauty.
Itch. Scratch. Pick. Peel. Bleed.
Anxiety, across my skin,
leaves its marks and scars.
How can days begin
when every day before it
came to its dark end?
Pin pricks in ink sky,
illuminate above my head,
bringing a vastness.
(Prompt by me)
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Alligators and
crocodiles and caimans
are the best creatures.
Curly hair, freckles,
soft skin, and big hazel eyes
try to see beauty.
Itch. Scratch. Pick. Peel. Bleed.
Anxiety, across my skin,
leaves its marks and scars.
How can days begin
when every day before it
came to its dark end?
Pin pricks in ink sky,
illuminate above my head,
bringing a vastness.
(Prompt by me)
Image source
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