a stroll under this moonlight
might bring no harm
but bruises my impulses
a feeling not perceived before
igniting the night
knowing of the consequences
that might scar during the day
selfless, but well worth for stars to shine
envious thoughts now fills my mind
heart gasping for air
a sudden rush in the bloodstream
inevitable knowing of the hopelessness
your eyes are set to kill
those smile are enough to incite
every single touch kills me slowly
this is the concealed truth
pretense so the heart feel safe
wishing that is not how it should be
but beyond it seems bleak
content with transient joy
miracle might happen
but it would be contempt
a cheater you are not
a stabber i am not
inhale the familiar taste
encase them in
so this would last forever
a delusive illusion to live on for
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