The line was passed
Words were spoken
You belted anger
WIth unlikely potion
Stirring rage
Within your eyes
As I cower down
and begin to Cry
You raise your fist
and I raise my head
You grab and thrust
Im tossed to the bed
I freeze with fear
I watch you scream
As I listen to
The words you mean
You leave the room
Unfinished fight
As I lay myself
This crimson night
You join me sleeping
During middle of eve
I can feel your hand
Travel up my sleeve
The morning rises
and all is forgotten
I smile at you
a snore from within
We wake and eat
We go on the work
You come home early
and go berserk
The fight continues
Where it left off last night
I wish it were morning
When things were alright
A contest entry
- Does the Ocean break upon your Heart? by Flames-of-Furey.
488 points, ended February 11, 2008, 15 entries
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Comments
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very well written your metaphorical language is very beautifully written
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This is really intense
I don't think I could live like that. Life is too short to fight.
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