Sweetest DreamsA Poem by SinduThe signature click of the clock spreads a miasma undeniably sweet Drowns every hope, every plea Transfigures every minute detail clogs every crack and crevice in and out, surrounding me. As my hands start to clam eyes close in despair, unknowingly setting the mental demons free. Lungs suffocate within their confines contract and expand to breath as the pulse plummets down shaky breathe stutters past my lips desperate to taste the words of plea. A tingling passes down my neck arches my spine in a blasting pain tears trickle past my open eyes trying desperately to break free, from his toxic serenading tune twisting and tugging at my sanity. He slowly brushes those cold digits tantalizingly down my breast to navel chuckles darkly in my ear promising, ' sweetest dreams, my sweet!'
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13 Reviews Added on March 5, 2015 Last Updated on March 5, 2015 AuthorSinduIndiaAboutA silent observer, goof, crazy, imagination overload. Writing is essentially putting a part of me on to a paper. All of it. Ugly, sad, dark. Happy, cheeky, beautiful. All of those words I deeme.. more..Writing
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