Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Nov 2017
"I don't have feelings"
He told me
Rephrasing what the doctors named his demons.

The shadows lurking behind every corner of our precious moments.
Lashing their whips to control this lion of a man.

"I'll be good"*
He tells me
Bending down to his knee as a sacrifice a soldier makes to protect his Lady.
I do not know of any woman less worthy than I
Noddy Myrbostad-Ueland
Written by
Noddy Myrbostad-Ueland  F/Oslo, Norway
(F/Oslo, Norway)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems