inside I crash into your energy
smashing, cunted brilliance
shining danger I can't resist
infidelity of the soul
my honesty is invaded by your darkness
it seeps into my sorrow
your marred image
it makes me flinch what you call good
miserable truth I hate the feeling
of looking at the world knowing its beauty is deceptive
made to lull you into rest
to catch you off your guard
mesmerized and dazed I succumb to your charm
culted dark, without a doubt
seduces me into a slumber
where you pluck my vulnerability
and penetrate my faith
Beautifully penned, Brenda. Love the depth and layers in this write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian