Disquieted
Horrible images sprinkle my mind
beckon light to not abandon me
harrowing ache stir up whatever is left inside
tear wide my soul.... Still to no affect – I continually bleed;
Fears ladle ever disquieted decline
interfere those ripples to converse the disease
devouring me soundly blind
biting at the cord to steal some ease
peering behind
curtain covering foresight,
fingers tweeze,
terrified....
loosening
hold
of
me.
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