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Forever Tainted Revisited

Forever Tainted


 

 


 

Distained by the loss of
presence yet hopeful still


Of that one moment of redemption that makes every second worth it



Parting ways yet lost in those eyes that breath

If this is a dream I do not want to wake and feel the cold


 

Every grasp now a
nightmare haunts me


 

and the pain is at least real

 


 


In sleep I wait and dream of her lips


 

soft still yet mine and barely
brushing mine


Soon awoken by its cold sweat


 

and


 

pray to go back to rest again to feel
her


Devoured by questions left showered upon my shaking body

 


 


 

Forever Waiting....

 


 


 

To see your face again


 

 


 

I
close my eyes


 

to hear the whisper in your voice


To feel love divine would be the only way

I would give in and wake again



Deliver me from this dark and lonely hell 


 

I want to feel u in my
sleep if not awake



You are inside my dreams


 

and

my eyes keep me from wanting to see light

 


 


 

Begging grace from the
turmoil that I have treaded


Walk a little closer to the new beginning.

Foreseen in the blue and once again felt

By the touch of your lips dragging on mine

 


 


 

Again Forever waiting....

 


 


 

Shadowed by the unspoken
misery


 

I want to pretend nothing

Weary of the soon fallen angel


 

that has dropped me to weak to follow



My fingers bleed as they try to scratch their way up the stonewalls

I would give anything to feel her hair


 

brush on my cheek


 

when time stops
for nothing

 


 


 

Waiting…

 


 

 


 


 

Yet she watches and
lingers at nothing


 

cold with that blue stare

Reminding me of those superficial seconds

my blood quickens through my
veins in spite


 
I try to quiet my thoughts

asI beg for redemption


 

and I pray for silence


 

 


 


 

prayers unheard

 


 


 

Why must my eyes betray
me


 

when I want my soul to give?



 

All i ask is for a second
                           without her passing scent to remind
me                          
of what is unforgivable
 


again we are both


 

Forever tainted

 


 


 

Scared from this
discourse


 

I am soon frail


 

numbed by the passing scent

 


 


having been given its true descent

into the depths of unforgiven turmoil



seeking purity within the hold that binds me...

one that is forever killing me

forever seeking this distant veracity

 


 


 

Thoughts devour the
obscurity slowly slaying me


as I lay awake under shattering emotion


 



as nights rain pours upon this broken soul


 

and the many

taken years

The slight hint of a chill is even too familiar

 


 


 

Again Tainted


 



Why can't I wash this feeling away


 

as
my tears fall in the night rain

 



 


 


 
I cannot
destroy the memory


 

or


 

the scent that forever haunts me



I bury myself  within its misery of others


 

to feel that superficial warmth
between the legs of another

               
Have I completely lost myself to tainted love?

◄ The Devine Division

Love Spent ►

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