Save me.

I bleed at bloodless sites

torn open where there’s no skin or flesh.

Attacked by every front,

tempting wicked games

laying weak as a dying prey.

 

Save me for I want to fall

in other arms that call,

be lost in them and more

taste loves I can’t compare to most.

 

«Where’s your strength?!» screamed my heart.

«Where is the reason of such?» replied my mind.

And silence ruled from there by.

I’ve learnt from useless deeds,

to avoid fights

for those who don’t perceive.

 

Save me,

for my doom is near

and tastes sweet,

I desire it, as I never did.

Save me

for I can’t save myself

if you keep refusing to see

the doubts I shield.

 

-Book already available to purchase on Amazon. Link here: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B06XN5CG4J/ref=sr_1_6?ie=UTF8&qid=1487964713&sr=8-6&keywords=love+of+a+hibiscus

 

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