.....A Poem by brianna vega
this feeling of restlessness begins to boil me up again
a screaming vat of pure erotic emotional raw energy i can commit murder with the way i feel tonight indstead i sti with a laptop in hand the only thing i have to arm myself against the world and i only feel worse as this radiation begins to burn and morph me into a bigger monster than i already am oh lord oh lord how can i rid myself of this before i rid the world of me take me now i shout to the heavens in a desperate plea i value my life every bloody minute of it yet what goes on in my mind is nothing but confusion © 2011 brianna vega |
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Added on September 30, 2011 Last Updated on September 30, 2011 Authorbrianna vegacity of lost angels, CAAbouti need a moment with the moon no distractions or uneven tunes just silence and the silver light spilling open my moods i need a minute with the night soft caresses of cold wind in the air envelo.. more..Writing
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