Broken
A poem about a dream I had, with references with to others dreams I've had. It sounds worse that it really is, unless you don't have a sick mind.
Balthazar came into my room
Unrecognizable amongst the gloom
Hair untidy, eyes intently gazing
Smiling at me like I was his plaything
He reminded me of Adam
And what he did
Right before he...
Balthazar was kind to me, though,
Amazing considering he’s my biggest foe
He told me he regretted causing me pain
Although he would be made to do it again
He reminded me of Bo
And what he said
Right before he...
Balthazar came right up close to me
So close I could feel him breathe
He held my face in his warm hands
Said he would try to quell Satan’s commands
He reminded me of me
And how I wept
Right before someone broke me again.
Unrecognizable amongst the gloom
Hair untidy, eyes intently gazing
Smiling at me like I was his plaything
He reminded me of Adam
And what he did
Right before he...
Balthazar was kind to me, though,
Amazing considering he’s my biggest foe
He told me he regretted causing me pain
Although he would be made to do it again
He reminded me of Bo
And what he said
Right before he...
Balthazar came right up close to me
So close I could feel him breathe
He held my face in his warm hands
Said he would try to quell Satan’s commands
He reminded me of me
And how I wept
Right before someone broke me again.
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