You breathe life in to my heart,
as you whisper sweet nothings.
When I exhale
You steal the sweet out of my soul again
Replacing sweet with disaster
The lies disguised as soothing lullabys
Soon become truths not spoken
Making me realise
That some things can’t be fixed
Perhaps they were meant to be broken.
Some words I have been thinking about. Which still needs some refining and I can feel a piece of art coming to match this. Writing is definitely not my forte. Probably won’t leave this up long, just to inspire myself tomorrow when I wake up :)