A week of nerves
 

MONDAY
Another day past by…
Another dream
In my gaze, as I wondered
Have you always been this inarticulate?

TUESDAY
Another attempt
To make me fear you
I won’t recall that thought
Have you always been this persuasive?

WEDNESDAY
Another pleasure
Another alibi to make up
And your enjoying look
Have you always been this bitchy?

THURSDAY
Another virtual death
Another sweet whispered word
And then your clueless eyes
Have you always been this half alive?

ONCE
I’ll break all of your bones
I’ll rip your skin off and tear it apart

I’ll make you suffer, slow and painful decaying
Just like you did with my soul

That is, if I’ll ever find the courage…

-.-Love

Wow heel erg mooi geschreven meis. Vooral je laatste zin maakt het gedicht zo erg af...

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Dank. Ik heb het wel op Psych gezet.

Love