by Teta Kelly Karenzi | Sep 12, 2016
Fooled by hope's trickery.
Turned lust into love
-quite literally.
Can't stop on the tracks,
I'll die by my own minds attacks.
Lived before life would let me.
Now I've got to fill a void so empty.
I'll just wait on the next spark
To light up my inner dark.
He'll grow into a fire elsewhere,
And I'll be done- I'll swear.
Dreaded hope will arrive,
And through it all I'll thrive.
The pain, my heart will store.
Restart, encore.