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New version of me
I sunk into the sewers of life
Struggling to get rid of every addictive vice
My head just above the rising turmoils
Drowning in a trough of greed and worries
Striding on a path of no return
On a long journey committing every sin
Somewhere along the way our paths crossed
You began to control the way I lived
Stealthily you stole my tortured heart
Took it to your laboratory of love
Washed it with peace and calm using a fragile glove
When I awoke again I felt
Your fragile hands touching my face
Calming my nerves giving me peace
The soft touch brought tears in my eye
Letting my anxiety gently fly
I hoped that feeling will last forever
Return of the turmoils again never
© grandpa_calm