Breaking.
by Jennifer Axder on March 29. © All rights reserved
Walking up the stairs and once again I feel the glares.
A glare from one and a stare from another,
And a grin from a boy who seems to have forgotten his lover.
Am I weird for wanting to flee this weird and strange reality?
A knock on the door and my heart is breaking,
Who is it for and why am I shaking?
A kiss on my neck and I scream in surprise.
For this temptation has blinded me from all the lies.
Once again in his arms, I feel no sorrow,
Only the hope that he will still be here tomorrow.
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A Sound From Deep Within.
PoetryA collection of my poems By: Jennifer.M . Axder All images are from google.