a raven caws
with blackened jaws
a lion with monstrous paws
restricted by no human laws
with these images I recollect
a person far from perfect
and yet there was a time now lost
where you captured me with great cost
you are the screeching raven
drawing those from their havens
the prowling lion you possess
no law you break do you confess
formed from midnight feathers
flying through all weathers
equipped with a smile to cause pain
and crowned with a golden mane
there was no mask you wore
it was the mysteries in store
that drew me into your den
never to leave again
but inside I now dwell alone
it seems that you were known
for catching hearts as your prey
then leaving at the break of day
sometimes I wish I could un-see
the memories that plague me
for they destroy my chance to free
what is left of my heart's debris
YOU ARE READING
POEMS | When It's Hard to Breathe ✓
Poetrywhen my emotions over flow, I let them flood the page and sometimes it gets hard to breathe *** collection complete *** #1 in poetry collection: 08/11/2020 #5 in poem: 08/08/2020 #36 in poems: 08/02/2020 #9 in poetry: 08/13/2020
