Lubricating Darkness
Endless nights of darkness
and loneliness choke my
lost soul.
My soul becomes trapped
within a glass bottle of
untold tales.
My body feels only cravings,
cravings for his gentle hands
that I once embraced within
my own.
My mind only sees his face
fading from my memory,
making my heart to become
suffocated with the dust of
my shattered feelings.
As time goes by my whole
body and mind will remain
within an ocean of lubricating
darkness until I find his angelic
face once more.
Copyright © Leighann Anderson | Year Posted 2011
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