Crashing smashing
Claws slashing
Teeth gnashing
Thrashing my heart,
The depth of my soul
Into the wall.
Crashing smashing
Claws slashing
Teeth gnashing
Thrashing my heart,
The depth of my soul
Into the wall.
Who is this ambiguous figure
That contorts and lingers into
Green, eyes pried to the side
For intended hurt pride;
Our feet were dirty with sand
as we danced
hand in hand; we laughed
like two kittens
bitten by euphoria,
an original story
of crush-smitten children.