Yet i stay
Yet i’m here
With the horizon of fake love and fear
I close my eyes and ears
yet i see..yet i hear
Drowning here with the air and sea
Of my shadow..demons settled free
In a dark room with my ghosts i be here
giving myself to you sad..but beautiful and free
Not from myself but from keeping in touch with the depths of that little demon in me
Holding it tight
Grabbing it from that burning tail
Feeling the fire burns inside of me
That ash and dust choking me
Yet no one waters me
Yet listening to it sing to me
Right here..near to me
Every night they keep touching me
Yet with that kiss i die
And that tongue sliding , burning in my throat
Here i lie
Here i die again ..giving myself to you sad but beautiful and free.
- Author: MrsD (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: April 26th, 2024 07:52
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 1
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