Whispered promises of a sober drunk
By acidcrys
Whispered promises of a sober drunk grazing my hair with his lips... Trailing a sigh down my back... Blinding me with surreal tranquility as he hushes my stuttering lips with smokey eyes that taste my soul from a shallow chalice cringing on the sweet bitterness of unrecognized feelings... The flames of rage licking every single drop of my soul. ..Be with me, you sigh.. So when torn to shreds I'm still here to treat you like the God that you're not and let you crawl back when I don't satisfy your needs? So my stomach can ache, my eyes can shatter, and my heart bleed, when the silence creeps on because shes around? All you ever want is more. All I want to give is more. (You don't think I can) (You think I'm just shy) (I think you're just blind) I want to fall completely. But I dont think you'll be there to catch me.it's kind of in a story format- the first stanza setting the image, telling whats happening.. then his words.. and then my feelings about how he's treating me. I dont know.. I dont know if such a mixed format is good. But hey, its a feeling. Written January 25th, 2002 © on Jan 25 2002 02:37 PM PST 18 • 0 • 8
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"Whispered promises of a sober drunk..."