Remember when we raged against the world,
knowing nothing but our tongue-tied desires?
Remember how you now pass me by,
as if I was just a specter in your mind?
Remember how you left me rain-drenched,
raging, with dagger eyes and a rotting heart?
Remember when you cast me into Hell,
letting the demons claw at my burned flesh?
Remember when you stood in silence,
as I trudged naked through leering hordes?
Remember when you can only watch in terror,
as I fell into the fire, clutching my greatest foe?
Remember when you screamed my name,
a sound that I so desperately wanted to hear all this time?
Remember...remember that I live. I will rise.
I will become the darkness in your mind.
(S.M.)
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Tongue-Tied Desires
Poetry"To burn with desire and keep quiet about it is the greatest punishment we can bring on ourselves." -Federico García Lorca Was #561 in Poetry
