I scratch through skin to bone,
Heart thrums ,
Mind swivels .
I collapse under my pillars .
It can only be for you .
If feelings could sing…
I would dance with you to their tune ,
Dine with you,
And there I watch you become mesmerized by their sheer beauty.
And right then you get to understand my enigma.
Here, words waft out of my mouth like my heart
I have never heard the voice of my heart with my ears
Always knew it was locked away some where
But to actually hear it, feel it … sends shivers through the very essence of my being.
My heart sings aloud.
Haha, I wrote this in 2014 for a girl. I found it buried somewhere in my computer.
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“These vultures from the past, coming
In all the hells and worlds, the time has come
Delivered from their eyes
I’m leaving this behind – the gift of guilt.” – Gojira ‘The Gift Of Guilt’