You hoodwinked me,
you bewitched me,
it was the approval of your love that jubilant high that I was chasing after,
racing through the sky freely open,
chasing forward your un required love,
i was scared to touch your skin,
feeling it break under my tips,
but that only revealed the thruth beneath,
you unloveable fiend,
you un thrustful deceiver,
you immoral believer,
thinking what you did was only believable to you.
YOU ARE READING
Midnight Muse
PoetryThese are poems I've made over the years, some of them are from books I've wrote but never published, some of them are from shows that i love and some of them are from my life. a poem will be published every other day at 10AM AST/9AM EST
