In the academy's hallowed halls,
Disgust lurks behind ancient walls.
It whispers in the corners of my mind,
A poison that I cannot unwind.
The musty books and dusty halls,
All bear the weight of disgust's calls.
It taints the beauty of this place,
Leaves a sour taste on my face.
I try to shake it off, to flee,
But it follows me, a shadow of misery.
It tugs at my soul, a constant weight,
A feeling that I cannot escape.
It festers like a wound, a festering sore
A poison that spreads its toxins far and wide
It breeds contempt, a desire for more
A cycle of disgust that can't be denied.
Thank you so much for reading. If you liked it, please check out the whole collection "Forbidden Feelings: A Poetry Anthology".
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