Rumination, the foundation
of the walls of my brain
I feel morbidly insane
As every window pane shatters
It clatters, my machine-gun heart
Shooting texts like bullets
The World's falling apart
Because I know that he's hurting
And now so am I
But while my words fill the screen
There's still no reply
Feel I'm pushing him further away
Castaway, on this love island we've found
Yet when life gives us lemons
Acid burns up the ground
But Lord, I want to keep him around
I feel safe and sound
When he shares my space
So if space is what he wants
I'll give him the Milky Way
All the Stars and the Planets
Then I'll be on my way
I really do love him
And Lord, I do pray
That I'll work more on me
And with Him I will stay
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Author:
maydanae (
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- Published: May 1st, 2025 22:14
- Category: Love
- Views: 10
Comments1
In this poem of doting love there is great rhyme internal and not that is a pepper to this steak giving it flavor. Nicely done
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