forever haunted. forever afraid.
to allow the light to reach mt eyes.
willing to breathe happiness.
but unable to breathe out the little i have.
safety in numbers. i feel safe alone.
i feel safe in claustrophobic blankets.
your honey sweet ring beckons me from safety.
to allow you to devour my heart. again.
you rip at my protective sheets.
with a sweet gentle begging.
but i'd prefer to die alone.
then with the one person who could kill me.
A contest entry
- Reserve And Get A Picture Prompt by CrushedAndCreated.
400 points, ended October 29, 2008, 5 entries
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