• sjwordsmith 5w

    Shaping another me

    More I run,
    More it comes,
    It's my poison,
    It's my hold drink,
    Deathra, pain's not leaving me.

    I don't desire abandonment,
    And, I feel it intense,
    It wreaks my thoughts,
    It shapes another me,
    A monster I become,
    And, I ask for more pain,
    What have I become with time,
    Deathra, call Divino to hold me,
    I can't sleep,
    I can't look into my soul's eyes.

    These words not letting me sleep,
    My thoughts need to be read,
    Let me sleep, tonight,
    Deathra, tell Divino, I'm in love,
    And, I fear dessert of myself.

    I'm tired, yet I'm furious,
    Sleep will get it forgotten,
    And, I will wake alive.

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