i am not drowning as i have always thought.
i do not have electricity running down my spine,
or the affected green eyes that match.
i am, and always have been
on fire.
burning, burning.
a flame in my veins,
a flame in my brain.
desire,
rage.
YOU ARE READING
VADE RETRO ME, SATANA.
PoesíaVADE RETRO ME, SATANA [Get off my back, Satan.] Disclaimer: This story becomes progressively lighter as I do.
