Submissions by Simplepasserby

Thread of pattern;

Held us, without reason
I tried what you told me
I stretched on your skin
Covered my head
I fell to the
Omnipresent fear
Of falling into a wallpaper of dead-
Non-visceral surrounding's drear
 
 
 
 
 
Protected wound;
 
Tugs at me
Dedicate a world
A season of imagery
To the unravel
Of this pattern
Smooth skinned-gravel
Scrapes this ghostly-
Delicate life awaiting
To endure depths utterly