Sunday, July 14, 2013

Waterburn

One shy phone call
Crept through the cracks of hope
Followed by
A hand reached out in vain

Burned by water.
The bed that lays unkept
Holds your arms imprinted
And my sleep safe.

As I wake up
My blood starts racing
Flowing violently
Towards the one I love.

The fear in my veins screams
The light in my eyes descends
Could this be an illusion 
A mirage I dreamt? 

There should be no doubting the big picture
There should be no abandonment at all
But there it is, my heart 
Bleeding through its rays 

Alone.





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