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I'm thinking of you
in warmer weather
I still like your thinness
somehow lack of substance
never compared
to your company
I remember a night we fell asleep
looking at each other
and you were just so tired
I tie my hands in knots
and throw fits
waiting for that to happen
once more
since when did I lose my temper?
sunken beneath my throne
I am crumbling marble
shattering stone
it can't be
let a man ever dare
defy, touch me
I am not in ruins anymore
who had this be?
I am no longer
anger incarnate
the boy became man
and he let my ashes rise,
rise up to the surface
my madness fails me
let a man ever **** me
make love to me in my own
pool of bitter, anguished thoughts
I cut his hair like Samson
and he pet the monster
I keep on leash
doubled over in agony
he wept at my feet
and in turn
I plucked out all the thorns
hidden deep
and surrendered
I will make a mountain
from the ashes of your mistakes
and I will fill my lungs
with your air, your waste of space

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