The story of my emotions
Is perhaps my favourite ghost story
Speak to my heart and hear the sonic
Resounding over my cavity.
Purge the thought that im self-righteous
Instead, pair me with the worst the world
Has to offer — little to nothing as compensation;
As favours, nor do I expect any.
Gray matter splattered on paper
Verses serve as a testimony
Of my multifaceted personality;
Idealistic, pragmatic, cynic
No stranger to frustrations of my ambiguity.
Regardless, I work the curve…
Learnt to love me, learnt to love you
But I can’t teach you, how to love you
For you.
– Original-Dante ©2017
Art by:Â Â RHADS
O.D. 