Trickled into my latest writing
venomous, your face
it's uninvited
a black silhouette against the wall
my hands dry, small
this room has been cleaned
I shift my feet
darting my eyes every other way
Lips soft, you fidget your hands
My laughter echoes, mask me, mask me
Nerves buzz, with you beside me
refuse to invite, disappear
please disappear
temptation drawing you near
Dreams haunted, I can't sleep
You must stay away,
at least 10 ft.
YOU ARE READING
Unknown
Poetrythis is gospel for the fallen ones locked away in permanent slumber assembling their philosophies with pieces of broken memories
