Poem #177

I let the devil snatch just another little piece
of my soul as I spend my days in your arms.
I know who you are and I know every dark
corner of your mind, yet it doesn’t make me
run as fast as I can away from us.

Maybe when my soul will be reduced to
a fading candlelight flame I will decide to
save myself, seek for something more.
I just hope I do it in time before the flame
runs out and my chest collapse.

2 thoughts on “Poem #177

  1. Nice one Luna👌

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