Her poison sinks in
February 11, 2020
Her piercing blue eyes shatter the window to my soul,
Her presence follows me around like a thought I could not fade
Sometimes I wish her soft lips would trace my skin once again,
But I remember the horrors of how it all began
Her wandering soul gives me unwanted memories,
Haunting me until I am gone for centuries
Her texts rattle the door to my heart,
And quickly manage to mess with my mind
I feel as if I’m blind
As I try and find my way through this
Delivered through the pain,
I feel as I’ve grown to be slain
The past’s scars dig deeper than the future’s worries
The repressing feelings burrow underneath my skin,
Making a home of where my heart has been
The past lingers alongside me,
Figuring out a way to pierce the trust
i have found a way to lose