Genre: Micro Verse || Observational Theme: Voice of the soul Author’s Note: I am healing while you're a healer. You are healing while I'm a healer. Life in a balance.
I don't know where to start Everyone thinks he will break my heart He's selfish and tall Just like the rest of them all
But yet he's different We ****, then we hang We chill with the gang He listens when I talk He let's me tell him when to stop But yet I find myself craving A label; something self damning
When I reach out for help, a hellish beast returns from the void, only to bite my hand. My utmost desire is to scream, I crave to cry the sweet tears of sorrow, I wish to unleash my demons from their prison.
The lust of a woman Sometimes hides Behind their gaze They think They want They crave It’s not easy hiding The emotions of a goddess But when it comes to fruition There is complete and utter ecstasy
