Query any poem you want.

Alone.

Desolate.

Obsolete.

Obscured.

There's darkness in my heart

Right where my soul used to be

You can only find my eye

Lying in the coffin next to me

I lay awake in the dark off the heat

When my soul will awake

Hiding beneath

Desperation.

I wait.

In the pit of my sympathy

And am chewed up like cake

Vomited in the middle of the street

Sound dissipates

Life isn't what it used to be

My silent fate

Stares, and walks up to kiss me

I am so cold.

Standing between two cacti leaves

With thirst so warm

I can almost taste my feet

It's bitter. It's sweet.

It's so bitter sweet.

Too bitter to eat.

A stolen and forgotten seed.