Weak

I'm weakly hiding in the narrative
I'm weak then hope in the imagination
I'm just comforting myself with a satiation.
Drain the sea of words of the heart

What kind of love do you look like?
The vast continents I can't live with
The breadth of hope I can't hug
The beauty of twilight is only a moment
The beauty with poetry is just small talk
I'm paralyzed if I lose
Losing all honesty in the temple
Might as well lose love from you

©bey5151