Escape

Oh, you know. Even more.

I want you to be happy.
Take my bleeding heart,
leave the pillars of salt
and the raging flames
that tower behind you,
get past the golden idols
that gleam like lust in the firelight,
and find your home
in a promised land
far from me.

Reviews

[KingPatwic]

cool poem i like this line, get past the golden idols
that gleam like lust in the firelight