Can’t catch this hue of you I’m a scathing black in the midnight blues An overcast sky, blanketing blister-paced eyes Hangs right above my neck
I’ve brewed restless ache It settles deep in the space Between my lusts and restraints Scared to death either way
I’ve let the blood in my skin Sink into bones and teeth Crimson flush under limbs Stiffer than death
I’m all I lack
11:23pm, February 25th 2014
How our fears get in the way of our wants. It doesn't matter what you do, you will be judged by others, so you might as well do what you love. Carry your convictions proud.