New World
Sweet young virgin;
Your body is just beginning
to push forward,
Your feet have yet to touch,
the soft part of the mud.
Walk closer to the sun,
while you abandon your shadow.
(The old me isnt ready)
Your wings are hiding;
Your eyes are a cocoon,
A shell of your fear
is keeping you grounded.
Staring at corners where
the devil has your ear.
"Little feet, do you draw near?"
Such irrational behavior.
You want the sweetest flavor,
But your tongue hasn't
held the strongest poison.
(Self Control)
Dont sell your soul
to this New World.
-CMCrain
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Your body is just beginning
to push forward,
Your feet have yet to touch,
the soft part of the mud.
Walk closer to the sun,
while you abandon your shadow.
(The old me isnt ready)
Your wings are hiding;
Your eyes are a cocoon,
A shell of your fear
is keeping you grounded.
Staring at corners where
the devil has your ear.
"Little feet, do you draw near?"
Such irrational behavior.
You want the sweetest flavor,
But your tongue hasn't
held the strongest poison.
(Self Control)
Dont sell your soul
to this New World.
-CMCrain
#poems #poetic #poem #poetry #writing #writco #art
© All Rights Reserved