I'm reeling,
My head filled with that scent of you,
My hands don't work right,
I'm scared to admit, what my silence entails.
I'm dancing on the edge,
Playing with danger,
Screaming in ecstasy,
As you cloud my judgement.
I'm stumbling over the bars,
My brain is mushed,
My breath is uneven,
An insane, inhumane smile curving my lips.
A ballerina twirls inside my head,
Her music spinning my body
In cruel angles,
I feel nothing, as I await your storm to crush me.
I'll jump into Bermuda,
I'll climb the highest peak,
If it meant getting that scent out of my head,
That scent which kills my reason.
This night is too cold for comfort,
This smell is too hot for shade,
I shiver in bliss,
That smile still playing my lips.
A whispered word flies past my lips,
My mind cannot see past the haze,
My soul captures, that image of us
A locked-up memory, finally free.
A life I sacrificed,
A deed I regret,
Mist floods my brain,
It floors my senses, the mist that is you.
I step up again,
Closing this distance,
I feel for us,
Harder than ever,
Cuz my head is still full,
Of the storm that is you.
-ELENA
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A/n: Ok I admit it. I have someone I like, and I hate him for making me like him, see? MUHAHAHAHAHA 😎😈😈
Written on: 6th May, 2022
Goodness, I have my Physics exam on Monday, and I'm here, writing this insane stuff. God... just kill me.
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