I struggled like the dried corns
In the sizzling pan
Gasping for breath
In the love that I am sunken
By they by them and by everyone
I popped out hot and white
Hitting on the warm walls
Panting hard for an escape way
But why do I get away
What’s the error I see?
I cannot convince
The saint settled in me
That argues, that demands
I am just over pampered
I am just being loved
I am just creamed inside
For what I have had the long hunt
How can I ever be full or
Choking by the consideration, concern and care…
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