8: consumed

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nails in my hands
and i can't comprehend
this feeling burning
inside me

heartbeat racing
as i am tasting
the yang consuming
all of me

draped in darkness
drained of happiness
chained to anger
and sadness

i need your love
don't need no shove
this glass heart
is all i have

come and hug me
and protect me
from my head
then drop me dead

it'll be okay
leave me astray
let me lie here
let me die here

the far side | poetryजहाँ कहानियाँ रहती हैं। अभी खोजें