Hanging by the threads

Melted rock floats beneath

Spririt threatened by death

Warmed by you, I wish

Run away , I did

Into this darkness, I reached

My presence hatred, it breeds

My soul and yours I bleached

Look into my eyes, I plead

Blurry the future, they see

Heal this heart, it bleeds

For wide awake I sit at three

This void with hope, I fill

Forward march I do, in pain

Through this rock of life, I drill

So that a love so perfect you may gain




Published by Solomon

I write to get a better understanding of the world, why we feel the way we feel and how we can channel our emotions to achieve greater stories

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