Thin ice Published by Cristian Codărean on 29/06/2019 -get out!!! she screamed, full of anger, and with tears in her eyes me, I was stoned I looked her straight in the eyes I filled my lungs, with air and …I tried her all -baby I didn’t got it, yet the ice in your eyes, crucifies me the fire around you, amazes me and still, this threshold, of our house it’s like a wall of thorns, how can I tell you ! when I don’t know how to start, and where to end It’s like I’m thirsty and beg for a sip of water and you ,,, smiling, hand me poison so just fucking tell me !!! should i stay, or should I go – enter and then stay you’re far from understanding anyway you should had come, without even asking so come in and shut up you know what to push and where to cut don’t put my fire away with ice they do that , not you , you’re not them you are you and even if this, kills you, screaming quench my fire, with fire consume me, or die trying ………………. and so I did . Post Views: 974 Published inPoezii
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