deadly muses
empty messages flood my mind with inquiries;
is a loveless dove able to carry us
all the way to the altar, my dear?
hope is my drug, but i overdose on fear.
i’m somehow reminded of you leaving me,
yet still i have trouble believing the
thoughts in my head; deadly muses.
in the future, am i the one your heart chooses?
©LukaKorba
With love,
Luka.