ungodly cravings

Restored peace

Flickers of light ,broken voices, shadows magnified
When you said I need time to think
Love is about feeling and not thinking I blink
With lifeless eyes and shallow breathing
Mind frenzied with nightmares
Breath vacuumed from life
In silence I scream my lungs
For eternity my peace is denied
Longing to know if I’m a corpse or life
You turned around and say” I think you will be my perfect wife”
Blood rushing to brains, breath enters the cells
I look at you and say,the restored peace now dwells.

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