I longed
for a sleep so deep
that forever more I can remain
in my dreamland.
I craved
the bite of metal against my skin
and the resulting crimson tide
that lets me know I'm still alive.
and when I could no longer bear the burden
of my own heartbeat
as it thumped against my chest so hard,
longing to jump out of my skin, it left a scar
I turned to you.
Jan 24, 2012
Jan 24, 2012 at 2:21 AM UTC
I longed
for a sleep so deep
that forever more I can remain
in my dreamland.
I craved
the bite of metal against my skin
and the resulting crimson tide
that lets me know I'm still alive.
and when I could no longer bear the burden
of my own heartbeat
as it thumped against my chest so hard,
longing to jump out of my skin, it left a scar
I turned to you.
Request permission to use this poem