Boomerang
I am shackled to my front door
My definition of freedom is foregin
I am cold
Cold is my dying dreamer
Cold is my burning rage
Cold is a sledgehammer
It gives and it takes
Silence is my voice
Tired is my body
Death is me
For a love i have lost
The burden carrying back broken
For a dream that i killed
Temptation is golden
The steps to my hell
Lead to a door
The door that knows my many faces
The boomerang that breaks me.
-k.a.j
Copyright © K.A. Johnson | Year Posted 2023
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