i want to scream you out of my lungs
until there's no remains
but whenever you whisper in my ear
i fall back into your trance
will this cycle ever end?
if it does, it won't be by my own hand
i can tell you that much
it'll be when you're done with me
because i don't have the strength
to break away from you
unless you rip me off yourself
and i'll be forced to hold my bleeding skin together
YOU ARE READING
lemon lavender & long nights
Poetryyou're lemon lavender and long nights [when the scent of lemon lavender was all that filled my head while talking to you those long summer nights] ▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁ COLLECTION NO.3 #38 in poetry © wraiths™ 2015-2016
