Follow me, follow me

I feel old and worn away,

I guess I was born that way,

but the truth in your lies scorch tonight to make me feel

like I'm far too alive to be alive,

I'm burning....

Don't you feel the fires beneath your skin,

like your soul is speaking from far within?

It's telling you to breathe but the endorphins never quite

knock it out,

so just turn around, and

Follow me, follow me

I shouldn't have to ask, so

Follow me, follow me....

The hot wax is burning out our light

and it's scaring me to say the least.

So throw it in reverse and turn yourself around,

touch my hand and whisper in my ear so I can hear sound,

I need a guide to walk

and it has to be you,

with your converse carrying the dusty floors beneath me,

I'll ask for a replay without the beat.

There's a faint sound in the smoky wind,

speaking with a heart of darkened sins,

It's telling you to breathe but the endorphins never quite

knock it out,

so just turn around, and

Follow me, follow me

I shouldn't have to ask, so

Follow me, follow me....

Reviews

[Ravyne Hawke]

Very lyrical.. love the imagery of this piece.. so many great lines that it is hard to pick out just one.. you did an amazing job with this piece! great write

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I really enjoyed this write, This is amazing.
Flows along so musically.

[Poetic Beauty]

The description and the imagery paint a clear picture in this poem. Love the last stanza and how you changed font to make it stand out!

[Lily Mae]

After reading this I'd say if this person doesn't follow you ..their a fool..xx