Awake
A fiery desire roams within me
The beating pulse between my jaw and neck continues to pounce.
My hands clench and unclench,
Itching with temptation.
My eye twitches with frustration
While my teeth rip open the skin in my mouth.
A metal taste dances around my tongue,
The craving isn't enough.
Fingernails, too long,
Slit open.
Relief.
But not enough.
~~~
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Perspective Through Poetry
PoetryPerspective through poetry... a poetry book based on my perspective of topics that generally occur throughout your life whether it may be a story of betrayal, loss, realization, heart break, etc. This book will be a complication of poems written b...
