DarkA Poem by BrockGirlToday I feel dark. With a living breathing being resting deep inside Talking to me, coaxing me, soothing me. Your voice, with your suggestions Echoing in my mind. Like Music to my soul. A constant beating like a drum, Growing ever so slowly louder, Stronger, deeper, faster I need to break free I feel caged, held, constricted. I need your breath upon me Need to feel your desperation Slipping, sliding, sinking deeper I want to die in your arms. © 2014 BrockGirl |
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