Desire
Lost in the thought and imagination of something that can never be mine,
Is it Love or Lost?
All I know is that it’s like a scent that pulls me, a sound that lures me towards it
I want more and more by each passing day
I crave to feel unexplainable things at it’s peak
I loose control over my body,mind and soul…all I do is feel
Nothing else mattered at the time,nothing else made more sense
It consumes me and I become an instrument, being subjected to do it’s bidding
Part of me wants it to stop but another part just wants to be lost in it forever and never found,
I might go to hell… but at least I’d enjoy the ride there.
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