April 15, 2012

Waxed is my soul

How shall I soothe, how shall I stop
This screeching scorching pain,
I’m afraid to go out because
I fear I’ll melt with rain . . .

Beneath the black blur
My tears turn tough
My moans mix in mist,
My ride remains rough . . .

Waxed is my soul,
Stained, no longer sane,
I’m afraid to go out because
I fear I’ll melt with rain . . .

6 comments:

  1. nice post!

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  2. Beautiful <3 <3

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  3. WOW.

    I love the refrain, it's profound. You just got yourself a new follower.

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  4. My most Fav para is the last one, i could simply keep reading them over and over again ... its beautifullll, well penned

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  5. Lovely depiction of fear of melting in the rain:)

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