treachery
of the human heart
has no
bounds
its grip
vicelike
suffocating
causing injury
past the last
breath
of surrender
expendable desire
ignites
the flames
of desperation
glorifying
in the agony
of the intended
your want
it's need
begging
scratching
devouring
until that one
last
morsel
of
hope
is found
and the soothing grip
of factitious
affection
lulls you
once again
into imagined
harmony
and hooked on a
blissful
state
of forged
devotion.
Aug 5, 2019
Aug 5, 2019 at 9:05 PM UTC
treachery
of the human heart
has no
bounds
its grip
vicelike
suffocating
causing injury
past the last
breath
of surrender
expendable desire
ignites
the flames
of desperation
glorifying
in the agony
of the intended
your want
it's need
begging
scratching
devouring
until that one
last
morsel
of
hope
is found
and the soothing grip
of factitious
affection
lulls you
once again
into imagined
harmony
and hooked on a
blissful
state
of forged
devotion.
