My ache my ache,
Won't you yearn to torture me so.
Some days I just wish,
To slumber deep in repose,
Some days a wish to never awake
Even though,
That is my deepest terror
I admit so
My love my love- my vicious devotion,
Drowning in your pain,
Won't you come,
And see what you've created,
With all your depraved spite
Wrapped delicately in vain.
YOU ARE READING
Somnolence - III *Editing*
PoetryLet me tell you, Why I can't sleep at night. From Faded feelings and Empty Thoughts, came a deep somnolence .. where I desired to rest for an eternity. | book is probably completed for now, even though I don't want to let go | Editing slowly
