My Precious Salt Poem by Dr Dj
My Precious Salt
I wish the clouds to go away......
The Sun is hiding....
I lost My Muse's voice...
My soul is drowned in spirits...
I Rather Prefer numbness
To Pain
but still
Desperately wishing, hoping she is ok....
And she knows...She knows
It's the not knowing that constantly salts my cut
Mercy I ask, Mercy?
but
She is My Goddess, and she'll do as she please.....
She is...
Deaf to Mercy
And Void of humanity
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