Under the skin there is emotion building in a mans heart of pressure.
He thinks he feels
But he is just all
color
Disguised in cryptic
Discs of Cover
He tries to feel
But told to
Stop
For the
desire
he seeks
Building up in his
Souls Work Shop
He tries to feel
But being a man is
Calllous
Epigraphs of
passion
Bruised from
Lasting Compassion
He tries to feel
But he keeps his
sunglasses on
As the tears fall…
In the break of dawn’
Prickling he starts to peel
He just tries to feel
@ Camile McGregor
