The Reign

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Does my desire hold any ending?
They seem like the endless reign of ruthless kings and queens,
Yet living in solitude filled with ache,
As if there's no safe place,
Yet again someone entered this door of heart,
And it began to race again,
That someone so full of dreams,
But I wonder about the motive behind it,
Cause it's been a long since I loved among these steps,
Finding perpetual motives,
And the more I'm growing,
These insecurities are becoming unreachable heights of steps,
So tell me what made you enter into this hell?
It isn't as beautiful as you think,
My desire are poisonous,
Would you want to be intoxicated,
With these steps that are drifting,
Can you play safe?
Can I keep myself safe?
Are we a thing?
Or just part stuck between past and future, never making it in present!

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