Strands of Dust

The sweetest

Cruel addiction broke me apart 

Leaving me with the lingering taste

Of a forbidden kiss

Craving more I turned on you 

Turned on everything we had before 

And now I’m broken

Torn in two

There’s nothing left for me to do

But tie my hands 

And seal my mouth

Slice my fingers 

And still my tongue 

I ache 

I crave 

I desire 

I lust 

And at the end 

There’s nothing left 

There’s nothing left 

But grainy sand 

A shattered rock 

And strands of

Dust 

Mystical Sea


I let all those things go

That angrily torment 

My pierced naked 

Flesh

All those expectations 

That rob my fleeting 

Peace

All the jealousies 

That turn my blood 

Green

All the fantasies 

That will never be

Fulfilled

All the nightmares that

Haunt my waking 

Days

I let them go

And watch them

Sink

Into the depths 

Of a brooding mystical 

Sea

Torment

Racing

Racing

Racing

I cannot keep up

With the thoughts 

Inside my head

I run for cover

I hide away

I turn my face

I search for calm

But still 

Those thoughts 

Race behind me

Never leave me

Never stray 
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Tormented

A raw nerve exposed
Blasted pain right to my core;
Agony torments