Thoughts left lingering
amongst stale air
I know what must be;
Empty grasps
impailed by confusion
Promises of lifeless
penetration
Love lies
It's sweet aroma
mingles putrid odors
My flesh stained
My tongue
left bleeding
A taste so pure
I abide its teaching
Yet, I must release
you
amongst stale air
I know what must be;
Empty grasps
impailed by confusion
Promises of lifeless
penetration
Love lies
It's sweet aroma
mingles putrid odors
My flesh stained
My tongue
left bleeding
A taste so pure
I abide its teaching
Yet, I must release
you
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Ouch!
Just wondering what inspired this magic...you are a gifted writer and poet- and I am glad I found you, or you found me...whatever.
Sometimes you young people can bare deep emotions in such a small space- it's scary. I envy it, however!
Thanks for sharing your art.
-James.



