Break

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You and I,
We set foot upon a fragile bridge,
And each step shakes what should be
Strong foundations,
Yet aren't for some unknown reason...

The unbearable deceit writhes inside of me,
Yet the worst is the Unknown
That tortures me,
Bleeds doubts into my mind
And casts shadows in unwelcome places.

The bridge shakes.

I hope it doesn't break.

I need you like I need oxygen in my lungs,
To pull me out of my depth,
Brush away the tired dust that decomposes upon my shoulders,
And save me from
Myself.

I

Can't

Let

It

Break.

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