When the cold wind blows it will turn your head around
Someone once told me that I was just waiting for someone to scoop me up protect me from all the evil that was on his power to do. He doesn't exist, he is a phantom that will forever haunt me.
I forgotten what it feels like to kiss a man, to lose myself with no want of retreival. To have him wrap himself around me knowing that nothing can touch me there, just him. The simplest of pleasures that I am again denied.
I feel like the crystal is cracking, its worth, worthless, its beauty, shrugged off for junk.
I am simple and far from eloquent, hell I can't even spell half the damn time, my self loathing will stop here.
I forgotten what it feels like to kiss a man, to lose myself with no want of retreival. To have him wrap himself around me knowing that nothing can touch me there, just him. The simplest of pleasures that I am again denied.
I feel like the crystal is cracking, its worth, worthless, its beauty, shrugged off for junk.
I am simple and far from eloquent, hell I can't even spell half the damn time, my self loathing will stop here.