Killing Me Softly
"Tormented by desire daily, if no one nor I can save me, then I wish for all desire to be taken from me. Such an extreme may be inhumane, but such an extreme will keep me sane."
desire, you're killing me, softly
am i too late for saving?
my fate depends on the killing of my cravings before they kill me
the feelings that only add to my evils
advice that only adds to my vices
thorns in my side are what my wants wish for me
too many veils have been torn for me to die blissfully
my sins are in rotation
they're killing me, softly
all that i lack
taunting my eyesight
foreshadowing the very day my heart may come under attack
by the day i wait for such a beautiful night
but my preference is done,
i'd rather be numb,
than have highs that find me flying to close to the sun
only to come back down burning,
because i was unable to yield to a yearning
i'd rather lack human like thirst
than to drown in desperation
the flow of this river is rushing me to a hurse
in longing for love i've gotten lost in the lust
sin's hunger may be for me, but tame it i must
what i once wanted i wish for no more
no more desire, please, no more-
oh desire, you're killing me, softly
tormented by you daily
if no one nor i can save me,
then i wish for all of you to be taken from me-
such an extreme may seem inhumane,
but such an extreme will keep me sane
About the Creator
JM
Personally, writing began as a creative outlet, to be a means of processing and venting emotion, but it has become so much more. Something I want not to be just relatable, enjoyable and a good read, but to reach someone who is in need.
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