One last sentence and you had gone
To take back your heart...
I am mysterious and compassionate
I wonder what others think of me...
Looking at the derelict slide
Recalling all the laughs and screams...
Grandma Curcio
You look out at me...
As she combs her hair,
Tears mask her face...
From the outside looking in
I don't know why but I'll never win...
Camomile as tea
cautious as a lemming...
I am becoming.
i can feel it welling up inside...
The
T...
A brief moment in time, a single blink
For that lapse of thought there is consequence...
My body's been invaded by an unforgiving beast,
Devouring my organs, now he'll have his feast...
Red is the colour,
That burns in your heart...