Direct Me

Direct Me



in need of direction from the love

eyes awaken not knowing where to look

im crouched down on my knees

a fork comes to the road again

i sit on the outbounds

living the desires inside my dreams

fear that the enjoyment will never escape

Submission by mind

innocent taste to my lips

demand by sight

i am decieved by your acceptance

excluded this part of me

unused bodies sit face to face

i want to fly

take control and point the way and freedom is mine

numbness and tingles sets in

swinging

spinning

dancing

i fade into grey rage

open my veins and bleed

just breathe as i think

tear me up

and left in this cage

shunning the one

failed in past and away to the next days

direct me i say ...

©Kimberley