Post by Whimsical||MUSE; on Oct 26, 2011 20:49:16 GMT -5
Hold me Down
Lust weighs heavily on my chest;
a stone sinking deeper into the bone --
or is that the taste of loneliness carving a hole in my chest?
No, no - they are two sides of the same coin,
and I, I am the coin that flips through the air,
a glimpse of lust,
of loneliness:
love squirming somewhere in between,
much like a squid flowing through my veins,
intertwined,
red string,
fated words
falling apart in my hands.
The bracelet breaks,
the beaded star snaps and crumbles --
shing: everything scatters.
I stare up at the ceiling and wonder,
wonder,
What have I done?
October 26, 2011
Lust weighs heavily on my chest;
a stone sinking deeper into the bone --
or is that the taste of loneliness carving a hole in my chest?
No, no - they are two sides of the same coin,
and I, I am the coin that flips through the air,
a glimpse of lust,
of loneliness:
love squirming somewhere in between,
much like a squid flowing through my veins,
intertwined,
red string,
fated words
falling apart in my hands.
The bracelet breaks,
the beaded star snaps and crumbles --
shing: everything scatters.
I stare up at the ceiling and wonder,
wonder,
What have I done?
October 26, 2011