Shudder

[hunttheabyss]

Broken dolls, falls and falls
bleeding souls, inconsoles
fading fast, not break fast
filling sorrow, on the morrow
she's borrowing against a future
that she self sabatoges,
refusing to nurture
watching the barges,
the lack of love for everyone else
but me, is a pity
white knight no more,
blank a bore
don't even know what for
against a distant shore
Close, in trouble,
perhaps another
shudder
desiring love, but fear drives it out
stop not talking, let out a shout
fill us with potential
not evil