You pocket your fears,
You close the lid,
Scared of the monsters behind it.
But what if you knew
You were on the wrong side of the door,
When you realize that you're the one
Locked behind it?
YOU ARE READING
Hypnotic
PoetryThere was something about her that Captivated him. Something that made him stay. Maybe it was the dip of her hips, Or the curl of her toes. The secrets in her smile, That he loved, I suppose. He was drowning in her waters Yet still parched With ecs...
