The Hole Inside
Torture my soul,
Devour my thoughts.
Stroke my radiant beauty-
Fill the void that rots.
To the center of my being,
Deeper as you crawl.
The emptiness envelops you.
You strike out, as if it brawl.
As I feel the rumble within me,
A smile creeps 'cross my face.
For you see, I have been waiting years,
To fill that empty space.
1 Comments:
erraberra poetry is always worth waiting for.
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