Blinking under the sun,
trances induced by mellow breezes..
Eyes watered and Dazed long
...So control is gone.
Left,
Here in this fog it is all much different..
As butterflies kiss lilies,
and this purple depression
(BRUISED) covers my face...
I cannot smile without it shining
through,
I cannot laugh without feeling it
in the back of my mind.
I try with all,
with all...
not to forget,
never to push you away..
Always To Remember The Photographs
Of Today.
Heightened and Flourishing,
growing to drag myself out of
all that hurts.
Red strings of an angels hair
fall into my eyes.
"blind---you are,
blind------all you'll ever be"
perhaps I am,
but kill the hopeless for lack of trust.
(how could you, they've been pushed.. they've been pushed)
I'll try my life to taste your kiss,
and bleed your mouth straight out of my wrist.
Your perfume drenches my body,
and I look into the mirror
B R O K E N S O O N..
But lover, all I really see is you...
Try me gray, Try Me Gray..
So that I might know you again someday.
My body aches at the shock of you
(gone)
tired...
frail,weak.
all parts of me.
MINE,OURS..
whats ours is forever
this is for.... (you)
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