Lovely Little Lie

MelissaJA

Lingering

In the air above my bed

As I lie here still

You haunt me

Like the voices in my head.

I can’t rid of your evil

No matter how hard that I try,

It’s a powerful addiction,

A lovely little lie.

When I am in pain

You turn into comfort,

Arms so strong and loving.

When I am stressed

You release the tension;

A comforting massage

Upon my desperate body.

When I need love

You warm me like a blanket;

Such unconditional love,

Or so it seems.

I’m wrapped in the smoke,

So beautiful,

The turmoil,

So ugly,

The demon of death that nestles deep within my lungs.

Lingering

In the air above my bed

As I lie here still

You haunt me,

Like the voices in my head.

I can’t rid of your evil

No matter how hard that I try,

It’s a powerful addiction,

A lovely little lie.

  • Author: Melissa JA (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 22nd, 2020 14:35
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 10
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Comments1

  • dusk arising

    What a wonderful tease in your words today. The beautiful sensual ragged edge of passion oozes from this piece.



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