How can I be so numb but still feel your love?
Your thoughts grab a hold of my anticipating Depression.
So many scars you've bandaged with a single Touch
So herbal it persuades a continual rhythm of privilege
In ME.
Though we've both fallen multiple of times we still keep our heads high.
I do not promise a paradise or a happy ending
Life is a hail storm, everything gets Rough.
Reprimand me in ways of love!
I'll reciprocate desires that burn through your lungs.
How many melancholy songs have you sung?
When the stars lost their scarcity and the moon carelessly hung.
I can't divert how I feel for you
I can only hold your heart in mine while trying to kill the pain that's heavy in my Soul.
Tormented my profane thoughts in my mind
You became my only source of drug, oh the escape you gave me, had me engraving your initials onto my heart
Which had me happy filled with ecstasy.
I can't get enough, though I'm afraid it might kill me more than it empties your spirit.
Death is too envy for my soul because of how you've painted it,
So immaculate it gives vitality to other parts of me that become
ART.
Such as how I create these thoughts of you emerging from my mind to take the form of an Ideal Creation cremated to my Serenity.
About the Creator
Irvin
Exceptionally artistic when it comes to poetry, my undying passion for it for keeps me writing like always.


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