A Different Path (Three Word Inspiration)

There's feathers all around me now  
in my hair, soft like a whisper  
and bleeding from my pillow's gaping wound  
a poor victim of my mindless slaughter  
along with several glasses smashed  
and a bottle of perfume  
My nylons are to the point of tatters  
my midnight escapade of chasing the moon  
led me through a garden of malevolent stickers  
Oh well, I never really liked them anyways  
never had a pair that didn't run  
much to my mother's tight-lipped distaste  
A red stained towel cast onto the floor  
is a brazen and shameless reminder  
that sometimes I admit I take it too far  
but I wouldn't change it in a heartbeat  
and forsake my feral desires  
to live a life of dull suffocation  
dampened by pills
Written by AlwaysCaliban (Caliban)
Published | Edited 24th Jun 2013
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