*Attacked by that which I love
I hold my ground
try to maintain sanity
pain matriculating
poisonous seeds
one-by-one
planted, deep within me
tears formulate
I’m on the brink of releasing
Darts of fire
directed at me
I take cover
shielding myself from the attack
dodging the consistent blaze
though most of me am covered
still parts of me gets burned
It hurts...
I'm wounded...
Is there a fire extinguisher for pain?*
PLEASE use it on me now!!!
~ButterFly εїз 2011 ©
Mar 4, 2014
Mar 4, 2014 at 6:41 PM UTC
*Attacked by that which I love
I hold my ground
try to maintain sanity
pain matriculating
poisonous seeds
one-by-one
planted, deep within me
tears formulate
I’m on the brink of releasing
Darts of fire
directed at me
I take cover
shielding myself from the attack
dodging the consistent blaze
though most of me am covered
still parts of me gets burned
It hurts...
I'm wounded...
Is there a fire extinguisher for pain?*
PLEASE use it on me now!!!
~ButterFly εїз 2011 ©
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