You are the way the sun kisses my skin every morning when I wake up cold from the nightly mares
You are the song that's always playing at the back of my head but I can never really figure out the tune
You are the rain I loved recklessly getting wet in right before the exams I thought were the most important ones
You are the blood that pumps my heart every time I am so scared I freeze through the sea of my own sweat
You are stars I pack in the backpack of my mind when I know it's going to be a long, tough journey
Sep 22, 2014
Sep 22, 2014 at 3:11 PM UTC
A hand rises out of the scarlet misery
Saving grace, leaving trace
Pull it out
I see this crimson horror
In lieu of my salvation
Deception and Duplicity
I try to pull but it consolidates its hold on me
And it's me drowning in the red pool
Jun 7, 2013
Jun 7, 2013 at 8:36 AM UTC