I let him get to me.
I have a new friend, he's the only one who makes me feel stupid.
I was free with him because he let me in on his fear.
He introduced me to his nightmares and I was hooked.
I killed my pride and shut all doors of common sense. All because he told me his fear.
I owe him a story, a story I'm scared to complete. Its a tale that would climax my vulnerability.
I got a peek of his mind, and I loved what I saw.
He makes me shiver with his creepy eyes pictures, I read a meaning into them. It made me swoon.
They were weird at first, but now I think its beautiful. I've always loved weird.
He's VOCARE AD REGNUM.
YOU ARE READING
Lost in me
PoetryWords from the deepest part of my blood red heart. Pouring up everything with each heartbeat. I'll show you my mind...but you can't reach it.
