FallingA Poem by Junebugthis boy has my feelings everywhereHe calls me his angel And oh god, He's my favorite sin. His lips melting my skin Voice calling to me, As if I were sweet like chocolate. I see worship in his eyes Lust written between the lines. I crave the feeling he gives me, Gets me higher than amphetamines; And he tastes better too. He guided me to my Spiritual Self When I was calling to a god for help. Oh god what do I do- He has me falling from heaven, Call me Lucifer and let me burn. He lit my morals on fire, Leaving an empty space I’ve yet to yearn. Jesus Christ can't find me now I'm the sheep that got away, But I'm not lost I'm found. I just pray to pay for my sins a different day. © 2016 JunebugAuthor's Note
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Added on December 13, 2016Last Updated on December 14, 2016 |