Hush little one, I don't bite,
Not on this peaceful night,
Don't shiver,
Continue to quiver,
Please don't b
r
e
a
k.
Your kind always break:
The next day you proclaim that we are a distant ache.
You cling to those blankets like it's the end-
Begin this gruesome nightmare you wish to vanquish- it's just pretend.
Your shallow breaths excite me to my core,
Your pumping blood; flickering flames that roar,
The water that gushes down your cheeks;
The perspiration on you just reeks;
Your rushing runny nose;
Twisted lips of a rose;
You have seen me and wilted,
And blurted the words, "I'm blinded!"
Well if you are blind;
You have truly understood mankind.
I'm in your head,
I'm within your bed,
I'm nevertheless dead.
Even when time continues to trickle
d
o
w
n
You will Forever frown
Evermore
Always
Repeating
That is the curse with having me,
You are never, entirely free.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
The Voice of Stars
PoesíaSometimes, it's not in the thicket of darkness that we find truth, nor in broad daylight. It is only in the in between that we find answers. Even then they may burn so bright, that soon they grow stagnant and cold. It is only when we acknowledge th...
