For you,
I throw my mask to the floor
And let it stay there (forgotten).
Light shinning through the cracks
You'd done on my blackned walls
Slipping sowly, flowly, calmly out
Like someone who knows
What it wants, and it wants you.
Confused, blindsighted, by the light
You brought, I let go of the lifeline,
And fall... and fall into your arms.
Where I can be myself and free.
"I don't have much to offer...
But I promise,
You can have the best of me."
YOU ARE READING
Memories
PoetryFor when thoughts invade or your mind it's 5 am and still sleep won't come For when you want to shout And scream out loud For they to leave you at peace. Sometimes writting everything straight Just isn't enough. Sometimes it has to rhyme, To follow...
