The void
The void is always terrifyingno love, no loss, no point in trying
No will, no goal, feeling or climb
So i chose heartbreak every time
the shudder never feels the same
you'll always have something to tame
Either the need to share the night
Or to never let him out of your sight
Then tame the butterflies that burst
and make you think of best and worst
Try to tame the two extremes
But never find yourself in between
Then tame the guilt that comes along
when everything seems to go wrong
Tame the heart that pumps the tales
of lost love and bitten nails
Sleepless nights of love and flame
Sleepless nights of guilt and shame
I'd rather get my heart destroyed
than be sucked back into the void.
Poetry by zana
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Written on 2016-04-29 at 10:52
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