August 31, 2017 By BeautyBeyondWords in Momentum Tags: art, bloggers, blogto, bodies, books, broken, dream, emotions, fire, flowers, forever, hate, heart, hope, life, literature, love, lovers, nature, pain, photography, poems, poetry, poets, power, publishers, relationships, souls, stars, Toronto, truth, women, woods, words, world, writers
When seconds turn into minutes
thats how fast life is moving without you.
I promised myself to never feel fear with you,
I learned to move with life without love.
I huddled my heart between the sheets of lust
A foreign place to call love was when I stopped attaching emotions to
feelings when a body touched mine.
I learned to move past the guilt, I learned to touch without connecting, a perfect haramony.
A foreign word love will become, a guilt pleasure of numbing your heart…-BBW
Empty streets, broken bonds,
we laid with our hands over our hearts,
humming with the song of what’s to come,
we bared the truth upon an empty sky,
we scarred the world with our misery.-BBW
You’re the nightmare I dream of,
that constant reminder of how I loved the devil…-BBW