The echoes of those chambered walls,
Feverishly crawl throughout.
The fierce glares,
Send shivers down my spine.
But all I can do is look at you.
Your chilled face that shines brightly
And your pale skin sparks my passion,
But you string me up in others love.
You hang me by the neck,
Suffocating every move I make.
I intensely claw for you
But you keep your distance
As if you know about my pure desires.
You see right through me!
You see right through me!
You knew,
Yet you strung me up.
You left me in the dark
As you wrung your hands around my throat.
You tortured me and devoured me
As if I was a toy to be touched by you.
Why are you so cruel?
You strung me up in your smiles
And cold manipulations.
You broke me down with every conniving look,
And you shattered my every fiber
Until I was but a corpse hanging
For you to mourn.
Until I was but a corpse hanging
For you to mourn......
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Unspoken Words
PoésieIn the labyrinth of human emotions lies a treasury of unspoken words - the silent echoes of sentiments left unsaid, the whispers lost in the cacophony of life's chaos. "Unspoken Words" delves into the hidden recesses of the heart, where poetry inter...
