My sanctuary
Nerezza Selve
01 Jun, 2014 06:12 PMSanctuary Your pulse racing Like a drum behind your ears, Mind conjuring pain, Mind conjuring fear. Limbs of lead, Breath of flame, You know this is the end, You know you’re to blame. Cold in heart, Cold in blood, It was your fault, It was your sin. This is your fight, A fight you can’t win. An obstacle you can’t scale A foe you can’t flee Follow the dark There you will find me. Rest here, my love And loved you’ll be Safe from your past Safe from your crime. Sleeping for the rest of time.
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Post a Comment05 Jun, 2014 07:41 AM
I love this poem a lot! It hits home for me, as it seems to reflect my personal shortcomings, my haughty arrogance for the world, and the quest to find somewhere and/or someone who accepts all of that.