Dead to Lights

SerenWise

Oh baby, I'm sorry

I don't think you know

The power you have over me...

I gaze out

At the twinkling city lights,

The darkness beyond

Engulfs me in sorrow.

I let the music wash over me,

Ointment on seeping wounds.

 

I tried to go down 

To the chapel today,

But the doors were barred - 

A heathen,

They wouldn't let me in.

There's nothing more to say,

I disappoint daily,

Living my life

Shrouded

In the stifling linen of fear.

  • Author: SerenWise (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 1st, 2019 20:03
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 10
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  • sylviasearcher

    A very relatable write, but I sensed a tenderness as I read which tells me there is hope 🌟



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