"It's time", you whisper to yourself,
As roses as dark as the night
Wrap you in dismay.
"Love is all that there is" —
You comfort yoursrlf
As the battle wounds you gave
Impale you with regret.
Free falling into satan's lair —
"Love will save us", you say.
Piciking a dance with the devil —
"You traded your soul", they say.
Options and choices,
They cloud your head —
"Confound it!" you exclaim.
"What would you do if you could turn back time?"
"Is it really in your power to make things alright?"
You sigh, you ruined a life —
"Repent for your sins", they say.
So you lie around, listless in your advances,
Wasting your life away —
Like the breaths wasted
At the soulless foster shelters.
YOU ARE READING
chai and an interview with life. (DISCONTINUED)
Poetryfinish all your work and sit down because i will either lull you to sleep or have you wake up, screaming. or maybe we could talk over a vanilla milkshake and fall in love for the night. your call. NOTE: this is the first draft, unedited version. i p...
