Black River

Ever fall in love when you knew it was wrong from the get-go?

Your name was poison to my ears,

but I didn't care, 

It's all I wanted to hear 

With a hushed whisper I sighed
My own sky came crashing down 

on the night I was lifted up by you 
A black river of thought was my conscious 
And I drowned in the colors of false truth 
With hopes of maybes and stings of empty promises 
Honey dew sweetness was my expectations 
A lemon sprayed over my wounds.

Reviews

[Annacate]

I love the image of the lemons sprayed over the wounds.