Dissolving

by Milla   Dec 25, 2010


I bathe in my own dirt
when ever my tears hit my skin
I lay in self pity,
dying from within

the sky darkens
when his words make me fall
hitting the ground
with no impact at all

slowly losing all senses
I can feel him standing there
closing my eyes
begging for him to care

again I drift to a place
where only devils play
and monsters like him
dream to stay

vindictive I've become
yet for heaven i dream
the golden gates laid out in front
purifying my mistakes in a gleam

but yet

I bathe in my own guilt
when ever he touches my skin
sleeping with a demon
dying from within
I dissolve.

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  • 13 years ago

    by Lynn Anderson

    Great flow and use of words! 5/5

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