Insanity is just a word explaining my disease.
I fight through the night battling the pleas.
Soft satin, silky smooth lies roll on your tongue.
You were my lover, but my love is done.
YOU ARE READING
Take Apart My Head.
PoetryMy mind is full, so I release it on paper to empty my thoughts.
You Lied.
Insanity is just a word explaining my disease.
I fight through the night battling the pleas.
Soft satin, silky smooth lies roll on your tongue.
You were my lover, but my love is done.