A cruel and unusual thing is the way you hand down your suffering
annoiting each loved frown with new oil to boil
if it could please you for a second I would say pour it on thick
slaver and salve.
but it's a temporary hit each time sating less than the last
and im running out of thick skin fast
Enjoy the walls that bring your words back to you,
i hear the echos are much louder when theres nothing to muffle them
maybe you'll hear yourself scream
and realise the cost is our dream.
Great read friend
Deep..u have a way with words
B~Ur~Self!
thanks my lovley poetic como
thanks my lovley poetic como good to see you! ;) hugss
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
Thick Slkin Fading
Patience has limits. Reached, the warnings against continuing the unwanted works nicely in a poem - liked this one ~allets
Thanks my wonderful allets!
Thanks my wonderful allets! You cleared that up nicely! ;)
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."