Broken and whole
Climbing up the wall,
Shedding tears of blood,
Buried deep in mud.
You caressed so softly,
Biting ever lovely,
Made me crave for more,
Anxious… down to core.
You unskinned my vice,
Rolling evil dice.
Had me lose my soul,
Strayed, betrayed and sore.
Jailed within my cell,
Caught the weakest spell
By my inner self,
Desperate for help.
So, despite assault,
Got a grip on fault.
Drew a sharp fresh breath,
I deceived my death.
Proud, once in years
Unashamed of pleas.
Climbing up the wall.
Broken, yet still whole.
03.03.2023 г.
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