Would You Still
WOULD YOU STILL?
You call me beautiful
Would you still?
If I unveil my decaying cracks and rotten scars
Would my messy acrid baggages be pleasant to your sight?
You desire to board my sailing Friend-Ship
Would you still?
When waters become shallow and runs low
Would you still?
When the turbulent storms of life puncture and wreck this ship
You are intrigued by my unending muse
Would you still?
If I let you inside the dark maze of my mind and expose my weird idiosyncrasies and
lewd thoughts
Would you still?
When the voices start taunting you
You wish to walk in my shoes
Would you still?
If you see the gory blisters and gashes I get from walking my walk
Would you still?
When my demons torment you into an abyss of nothingness
You are mesmerized by my demure facade
Would you still?
When I erupt like volcano and spew fiery venom
Would you still?
When I unleash the treacherous Chaos raging in me
You say "I love you"
Would you still?
When the chips are down and all my cards have been dealt
Would this love stand the test of time?
Copyright © Dawn Baridor | Year Posted 2018
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