I lay my cheeks against the sheets, that billow in the wind. With dreams of promises never made, echo sounds you now rescind.
By ELISA Steel7 years ago in Poets
Mad me lady Shoot me in the head Gone totally crazy Until I’m dead Nothing says you love me Like a piercing bullet Steely cold or
We look in the mirror A happy reflection With open eyes And ocean waves of Cheerful glee The gentle smiles That releases me