Razor blade

Gregoria

Love is a razor blade

When it comes out of time

In my soul yours's engraved,

Although you can't be mine.

It forces to admit

How boldly was stolen peace.

I dared laughed at it,

And now I'm on my knees.

I dared to think that I

Will always have a cold heart

I was mistaken...why

Am I falling apart?

I wanted to be in charge

of everything I feel,

Now every day enlarges

What I'm trying to kill.

Now every minute whispers:

"Forget him and move on,

This pain isn't worth risking,

You know that, it is wrong".

Now every minute makes me

Want you even more:

In words, in conversations

To touch the man I adore.

In words I want to die,

In endless giant deluge

You won't be in my life,

You're just my soul's refuge.

For words is all I have,

Too little and so much

While 2 poetic souls

Stay in this tender touch...

  • Author: Gregoria (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 21st, 2023 02:24
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 5
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