Feeling as though I might throw-up, I feel like I'm burning up and my neck has set aflame, dizzy and weak so vulnerable in his presence I see him everyday yet these feelings I have stay to him I'm disposable, usable, and abuse-able he is the shadow I jump at, the cold chill stinging my spine, the monster in my closet, the demon under my bed, he is my fright he is my evil he is the darkness I long to light he is the past I wish I could blow away get covered with leaves, at least for a day so that I may soar, high in the sky, too far away for only a day
Powerful! What you write I am sure many would like to be able to share. I love this piece even though it makes me sad and angry at the same time. Great write!
Posted 10 Years Ago
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