She stood inside the doorway
awaiting the betrayal of whispers told
I dare not give into the paranoia her eyes hold
Her anger is cast in a direction lost
Her pain is evident at a greater cost
No rest for souls spent up with hate
The weariness of my gaze
should explain my need
Longing for rest
since the day
she
made my heart
bleed
Jul 24, 2012
Jul 24, 2012 at 9:02 PM UTC
She stood inside the doorway
awaiting the betrayal of whispers told
I dare not give into the paranoia her eyes hold
Her anger is cast in a direction lost
Her pain is evident at a greater cost
No rest for souls spent up with hate
The weariness of my gaze
should explain my need
Longing for rest
since the day
she
made my heart
bleed
