Been so long waiting,
debating on your bait.
Downcast, moody,
seems the fall of an high-flyer.
You made me so, I tell,
steeling myself; blaming you
for my sudden complex,
this time antonymic.
Never knew a good word
could spout from your knitted lips.
Thought you should be making
me hate me more.
Solace and inspiration
doesn’t become you.
But I loved it, yeah
but ego still too lofty.
I can’t admit but
I will just say I
was about to be splinters.
Until you came and torched me up.
In two ways,
as you came to me in the night
with a hug and a kiss
with a torch guiding to me.
All the black black black swirling
on my mind, now out of my mind.
Not a moment too late,
as I learn to breathe again.
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