#losingyourself
Sunday soul,
You took my hand,
And twirled me ‘round the lounge
I shut my eyes,
And off we went;
to the place that’s only ours
Sunday soul,
You laid me down,
And I took in your vista
I melted down,
And breathed in;
Your mystery, Enigma
Sunday soul,
We travel back,
What untethered frisson!
Hard to fathom,
Such a moment,
Took place in our kitchen (!)
Nov 15, 2020
Nov 15, 2020 at 3:21 PM UTC
Years have strayed my sensation,
My flame of contentment flickering away,
Fading
As my days and nights are spent,
searching for some longing intensity.
Why cant satisfaction caress me anymore?
Cheap wine and neon lights become my serenity,
Shading the truth that I've completely
Fallen.
Who am I right now?
My body is lethally sinful,
Deceiving my whole world,
That I'm still here
Remaining.
I've been to a manifold of mosh pits,
But I never really left my first,
I lost myself in a mosh pit
I can't return.
Nov 2, 2018
Nov 2, 2018 at 11:00 AM UTC
I have lost my way again,
my mind will go astray
and then,
there's nothing I can say again,
to make you want to stay
but when,
I relive this day,
right then.
I'll never be the same to them.
And slowly lose my Babe again.
But every single way I've been,
I've never had a better friend.
You are the best I'll ever find,
defined only,
as simply sublime.
I love you just so god ****** much,
that I **** myself up
with sadness and such.
May 28, 2015
May 28, 2015 at 11:30 PM UTC