My heart does not differentiate from a greedy man with the personality of pure avidity
It longs for everything and anything
persistently prompting down my dignity
As it murmurs like a flame burning for more fuel
It wants something as if it has nothing
Anything would do
To fill this void of a vacant lot
Covered in ash as of effect of burning down
It wants to flicker once more
To effortlessly burn with an ember unrestrained
Never running low on kindle
To never ever be pained
All it wants is to no longer undergo the sickening disposition of being unfulfillable
To live like a raging flame with no worry of dejection
YOU ARE READING
Just random stream of thoughts
Şiirmy exploration of poetry and perhaps short stories? I'll write all forms of poetry, but mostly free verse and haiku's because that's what I'm currently most familiar with! ; ) Enjoy!
