Obsidian
I’m holding onto you
In the darkness of my mind
Where i find a blue steel line
Leading down to you
Cradled on the opaque shore
Holding on just once more
To all that could have should have been
Before the world was ripped and torn
And i love you like a wounded man
Counting grains of blood red sand
Watching stars shoot me down
In the darkness of my mind
Where i find a blue steel line
Leading down to you
Dancing through your final dream
One last act one last scene
Searching for the hidden clause
On fast forward without a pause
And i love you like a wounded man
Crying tears of obsidian
Heart of gold tortured soul
In the darkness of my mind.
Poetry by Rik
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Written on 2018-08-07 at 21:24
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