Sleeping In Chaos
I am sleeping in chaos -
lulled by the starch scent
of lust still hanging damp
in the air,
so thick that I am enveloped
by its relentless desire to
suffocate me,
simply by existing within me.
But I sleep
because I've found comfort in it,
am cradled by its cancerous arms,
licked nightly by its fiery flames.
And the strength to change
slowly crumbles beneath
the massive weight of lies and fear.
I sleep because I've
simply grown too
tired.
Copyright © Feli Elizab | Year Posted 2015
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