Poems, general writings, ravings, and other things.

She offered herself
A human sacrifice of feeling
“Love” she called it
I could not call back
Refusing her offer
Of body
And blood
Innocence on a silver platter
Tempting,
Like an apple from the tree
That stands alone
In the center of the garden
“You broke me
I loved you
Could you not love back?”
I refused
To cheapen the words


I realized that i didnt put this in my blog so I wanted to add it.