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Yet you never stole my color, I’ve been gray all along
and when I scream the red splatters walls with plasma
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I valued the contrast of black vs. white
while you split hairs with the shades of gray in between-
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I write because I fear what I have,
they don’t have a name for.
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A soul is who you are, but a heart is the embodiment of what you feel.
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even my blood only bleeds for the hell of it
not for anything that matters
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Let there be an end to all illusions
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I don't dream anymore, I nightmare
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it's no wonder you made me breathless,
I was breathing in lies
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If words were wings,
I'd scream and fly away
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effervescent lies
to tangle me to the floor, no more.
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I called to you in strange tongues
not knowing what I was saying
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Tangled up in cuffs with locks
you’ve forgotten you held the keys to.
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you were only created to
slip between cracks in fingers
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I speak in quiet lines of prose
Scream in sometimes rhyming syllables
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how sweet you were to me
like needles ripping through tender flesh
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and everyone’s told what they wanted to hear
They paid the way with empty threats
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through valleys that spoke of home
yet were foreign to me you remain foreign to me
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I seek to save my porcelain hide
from yet another sunburn.
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I've ran out of Visine and these eyes have s e e n (and not seen) too much already
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My canvas was laid bare by the prodigal aspects
of what we have been? A work of art?
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I sit upon the branches of evermore,
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This complacency has
M U R D E R E D me
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I was once personified
the lies I told intensified
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destroyed by your insanity
and sickened by your vanity [still am]
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what did we do, but emerge from a womb
into a world that paid no heed?
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for love is cheap
and passion seems so …wasted
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