Thursday, 11 May 2017

The Mortal

Unravelled thread by thread
Love shrouding a betrayal,
It was never me,
Never the heart of glass,
That seemed alluring..
Twas an addictive clinging
That drew you to me. 
Paper, plastic, metal came in
Promising a world so bright,
When I stood in the quicksand
You refused to see my plight.
Now as it ebbs away,
All that was once sacred,
I burn to ashes, I turn grey,
And the red gets charred.
Go away, as far as you can
For you'll be blinded
When I rise again.

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