and the pain inside,

 the pain inside swirls like a storm

 the sun shines brightly

 keeping her warm

 sadness aches and burns

 breeds in her bones

 it’s the brewing of a new day

 of dodging the stones

 and she’s tired, so tired

of being a liar

 Pain meets Time

 swords ablaze

 battle scars redden

 she cowers, in a daze

 unfit for the battle

 too tired to pick a side

her cage starts to rattle

 she opens her eyes.

Copyright © 2018 Kissing The Cockroach All Rights Reserved.


~ by Kissing The Cockroach® on February 27, 2012.

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