Deep into the coma he sleeps,
Rest upon his eyes strays the silhouette beyond the streets.
Within his relaxed state of mind,
Hides the angel with heterochromatic eyes.
And into the coma does the truth become disguised
Awake with pondering eyes he lies;
Downcasted into the neon crowd his thoughts are gentle lullabies.
Sleeping to escape the reality known as Hell;
He seeks the comfort of strong arms that cast a spell.
Shying behind the lock of unforgotten memories,
Tells the tell of scarring informalities.
By his side stands the stormy-grey eyes of a new,
As the end of days follows the days until its overdue.
Author notes
Another poem based off a current roleplay I'm in.
The two being discussed here are two boys named Reno and Alkaline,in whom I love dearly,thanks to my Yaoi God
Something else that sparked this poem was the song I was listening to at the moment I wrote this.
"End of Days" by VNV Nation
For some reason,it makes me think of Reno-kins and Alki's struggles in the RP.
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Man alive, this is some good stuff right here! *taps screen* Has a very calm feeling to it. Love it!
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