Please,
Before another word
Crosses your sweet, perfect lips
Take your foot from my neck
And allow me one last breath–
To defend, define, dismantle myself
As you seem low on ammunition
And after all, I live to serve
Tag Archives: pain
Where I started
Another wrong turn
Vicious circle
Sickness of familiarity
Back to where I started.
A conversation, guarded
Words balanced on the edge
Trigger happy
Love…sick
Lovesick.
Regretted exchange
Body Heated
Back to where I started.
Don’t worry my little star
It’s of my own doing
I may be lost
But I’ve been here before.
