5 Comments

Loose Tension

The frozen blood scraped on the ground. A world of tension. Knock, knock until you find an answer. Crystal orbs of lust seduce the curious man standing on the doormat, deleting his airway, insinuate tension within a foreign mind of darkness. The burdensome secrets are held in vein, frequently accompanied by betrayal and loss – no, no, not in this case, though. Loose tensions were tied once before and can so forth, in the future.

~That Dude Eddie~

Please don’t forget to share this. :)

Love and Peace.

Advertisements

5 comments on “Loose Tension

  1. Held in “vein”… nicely done.

  2. This really paints a vivid picture from the first line on. Great poem

  3. Orbs of lust? Very nice!

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: