-
Act
(3)
4 by IdTakeABulletForYou
There is a time in the past
you will look back on...
-
Don't let me wander
in alleys of yesterday...
-
Falling orbs of night are calling me home
beneath the flare of demonic visions...
-
..they echo now,
all around the big chair...
-
I breathe you in me deeply,
Savor spices from your skin...
-
I didn’t see it coming
as I stood in the path...
-
-
My mind swirls backwards
to a place where knees hugged my chin...
-
I am
baffled by addiction...
-
My alcoholism
controls everything I do...
-
I need to care less;
turn off ALL my emotions...
-
I'm glad that it's a secret --that your words fill...
and that you haven't seemed to notice the fake...
-
Sunshine, shadowing
as moonbeams struggle for air...