Carjacked
loving words
forced into my soul
carjack my emotions…
but they are only syllables
strung together for my amusement
they have no sustenance
and leave me
a barren field
brown and withered
dying from a lack of sun
waiting to burn
loving words
forced into my soul
carjack my emotions…
but they are only syllables
strung together for my amusement
they have no sustenance
and leave me
a barren field
brown and withered
dying from a lack of sun
waiting to burn