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Jun 2014
Darling strip me
Strip me of these words I call thoughts
That have started a war in my head
And bled out of my mouth..

Strip me of the soldiers in my head..
That believe they fight for a cause
But know the cause is as mysterious as a femme fatale
Because the future cannot be fought for..

Strip me of my past..
That has disguised itself
As a dark hooded man in the back of alleyway
Known as my soul ..

Silence every vibrating atom in my being
So that for a brief a second I am
As still as a Sunday dawn..

Darling strip me..

Strip me emotionally
So that I lay bare
In the arms of your mind
Embrace me in the chest of your soul...
and take me as I am..

Bare and beautifully broken..
Written by
Sarah D
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