Tuesday 2 June 2020

Life tastes bad

Blank 
That's all I ever have known
As I remain to fight the thoughts
Or the clowns within my stage
Flame 
The reflection of my eyes
Whenever I see an unfair battle arise
I run to the nearest cover to surprise
Demons
They haunt me every night 
A daily reminder of my obsession
To read the odd unfinished business
Love 
A crucial feeling in one's life
I have slowly robbed myself over time
The child beaten to core became sore
whenever the word 'home' is called upon
Safety
Another way of saying
Endangered souls commit the right
while petrified monster learns to gaslight

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