The poetry magnets made me do it

January 28, 2012 May Ling B Leave a comment

Broken wings hold me prisoner
My heart throbs with fiery need
Your voice melts away cloudy skies
I drink in your poison
But wake surrounded by darkness
Kisses linger on my lips
And I think I am at peace
It is a brilliant lie
How this secret devours me
I let it steal my breath like a fool
In hopes I will be whole
I worry I may never heal

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I write… When the thoughts swirl too much in my head. Because I am afraid to say things out loud. When there is no one to listen. Because I hope one day you'll read my words. I write because I know no other way

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I write… When the thoughts swirl too much in my head. Because I am afraid to say things out loud. When there is no one to listen. Because I hope one day you'll read my words. I write because I know no other way