Poems from Ashkelon717
Raging, burning,
The fire churning,
Staining to be free.
Dare I be,
The monster in me,
The phoenix?
The chains are slipping.
The fire's...
To ease the heart that aches,
To dull the pain from when it breaks.
To silence the soul that cries,
Each time a piece slowly dies.
To drown...
To ease the heart that aches,
To dull the pain from when it breaks.
To silence the soul that cries,
Each time a piece slowly dies.
To drown...