By Lovecraft
Date: 2008 Jan 28
Comment on this Work
[[2008.01.28.21.52.5600]]

Tainted Poetry

What good are words?
When the object of my desire
Poisons me upon touch
It burns my soul like fire

I lay and think all night
Sometimes I don’t sleep at all
These feelings I cannot fight
Welcome to the fall

I sit and stare at the blank screen
I try to empty out my feelings
But still they stay within me
For poetry is all too revealing
I just want to wait and dream

But I’ve come to the conclusion
There is no way around this
I’ll tell you what’s on my mind
If you could find it in yourself
To let me in