Submissions by ShadesShadow
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Never Fade
Never Fade
Honestly this is a heart stated, blood painted pad cut from the gut without any modesty
How could a soul so beautiful linger with a bountiful thought of any mediocrity?
Notice the quality & behold the beauty without inferiority to your easels superiority for you have that high quality caliber canvas that souls search for by the enormity
Like the sun searches for the horizon you come natural
I beg of you, from heaven to your sacred perch love your paint; you will never go wizen for you are beyond supernatural not an artificial horizon
Never let...
Honestly this is a heart stated, blood painted pad cut from the gut without any modesty
How could a soul so beautiful linger with a bountiful thought of any mediocrity?
Notice the quality & behold the beauty without inferiority to your easels superiority for you have that high quality caliber canvas that souls search for by the enormity
Like the sun searches for the horizon you come natural
I beg of you, from heaven to your sacred perch love your paint; you will never go wizen for you are beyond supernatural not an artificial horizon
Never let...
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Airtight Outline
Airtight Outline
Lost behind the shadows procrastinating amidst the façade
Internal demons await with bloody grievance torn in a black war like a dark game of charade
Split in two battling every second looking for the you in love of self-bliss by the mirror
Asking myself who will ever enter to see the genuine me? I wish my eyes could notice while on top of the mountain lost in this too familiar blizzard
Yet it’s hard to imagine and impossible to define what these colorblind eyes fail to find and never escape this prison I’ve built in this sinful airtight outline.
Lost behind the shadows procrastinating amidst the façade
Internal demons await with bloody grievance torn in a black war like a dark game of charade
Split in two battling every second looking for the you in love of self-bliss by the mirror
Asking myself who will ever enter to see the genuine me? I wish my eyes could notice while on top of the mountain lost in this too familiar blizzard
Yet it’s hard to imagine and impossible to define what these colorblind eyes fail to find and never escape this prison I’ve built in this sinful airtight outline.
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