and when my soul whispered,
it whispered your name.
Your name in such a low voice that my body whimpered.
Whimpered for the solace it has been starving for.
Alas the solace came in rust
just for me to bite
and gulp it down on my throat
so how were i supposed to remain sane
when every rose i picked pricked my promising hand
and when every well i wished in washed me out of land.
I am a dread of desires lying around on ground.
Shaken,
trembled
i lay on the ground.
This has no meaning expect you
and you are the one in the scening above me.
How cruel and devastating that
one thing
one thing
that adored me got adored by the heaven way too quickly.