In your eyes
All the pain
And sacrifice
The evenings wear on
The silence wears thin
I wear an expression
Of uncertainty
Confusion and bemusement
Settle heavy on the air
You wear your armor
For the sect of an hour
Nothing quite like this
A moth to the flame
I thrive on your warmth
No words to explain
Simply
Insane to the core
For the tales to myself
Not knowing where
I'm going
Where you are
Or where I'll see
the answer
Living off of every word
Counterfeit disapproval
The hours fly by
On a whim
Jesster Ketchupp
I write for the same reason I breathe, it's the only thing keeping me alive...
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