Stiff | Teen Ink

Stiff

November 10, 2012
By L0V3M3 SILVER, Lexington, Oklahoma
L0V3M3 SILVER, Lexington, Oklahoma
7 articles 0 photos 1 comment

The lies fill the air,
Your gently warm kiss,
From your lips, linger on mine.

I hold my breath as I'm trying
to let go of what was there.
It's as if I'm between Heaven and Hell.

Even though I'm not a Devil's worshiper.

Yet, not knowing the difference.

Skin is hot, but my face is flushed, relating me to a ghost.
My feelings on my sleeve, seeing
right through me.

I'm terrified of what these things may have brought me.

Pain or relief?



Similar Articles

JOIN THE DISCUSSION

This article has 0 comments.