Like a dog
Like a leper
My
body is painted with wounds
Wounds
so bloody juicy
Fresh, oozing with pain
A lifetime weeper ...
Still licking wounds from brutality
Struggling with these emotions
Emotions so strong
Never to come out
Like Bob in the bottle
Black
boots
Button stick
boxing
punching bag
My heart is in flames
My soul has been flashed out
tears of blood
unmemorable memories of Memory...
Button stick
boxing
punching bag
My heart is in flames
My soul has been flashed out
tears of blood
unmemorable memories of Memory...
I thought you will never go
Now that you are gone
I lick the wounds in my heart
Maybe you will come back
To never depart