The fight.
Your plight.
That which you keep hidden.
Behind your sight.
Kept shut.
So tight.
Could this?
Could this be a common rite?
For you to not.
For you to not take flight?
Sorry.
My words so trite.
Prose, though dull.
Tend to bite.
So I will.
Bid you goodnight.
Leave here.
This light.
While you sleep.
So deep but not bright.
YOU ARE READING
Nociception & Nonsensical Metaphors
PoetryPretty writings! Mostly poetry about being in love (but theres other stuff too ^_^) Hope you like!! (2015)
