Behind that garden rail; Where worms, squirm and roam, They dig into every worst part of my day. I feel them crawling, making my hide their home. They feast on my will, and my dead walking soul. Slowly I am fading away into a cloud of nothing. I find myself reminiscing the moment I meet you. With scars and guilt, I can’t let go! I’m cold and miserable inside. Different emotions, I no longer hide. I can’t seem to heal the deep cut from within. Echoes are twisting moods that have no meaning. I sit, with a jar full of tears, holding on tight. Afraid of letting go! The hollow walls slay in every way. The abyss of a waterfall, resides in my heart This throbbing starvation, repeats the taste it longs for, I have no control. I can’t feed without you by my side. I wont let go!
Posted on: Sat, 15 Nov 2014 21:29:07 +0000
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