Give me your love, life and liberties.
Give me golden awards and jewels.
You gave me your heart and on it I suffocated.
So give what's left, and I will work with it.
Empty place cold, still with lost echos.
I'd love to live and feel the rush,
Blood in my cheeks and feel the blush.
Breathe in my lungs and feel the crush.
But emptiness ensues.
So give me Life, Love And Liberty
Give me golden awards and iridescent jewels.
Give me anything to fill the void you left when you cheated.
Give me hope that it's truly me you dream about.
Clunky and free-written, critiques and notes welcome.