You are suffocating from your own words, they fill your throat, and beg to burst out, clawing at your esophagus until it burns, they shriek likes a thousand war cries, but still you sew your mouth shut and let your words consume you.
YOU ARE READING
Diary of a Dreamer
PoetryThey say you're a dreamer Cause your eyes are sewn shut And you've got your head in the clouds They say you're like sleeping beauty Never gonna wake up until your knight comes to kiss you But it's been ages and still no sign of that white horse and...
