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Blind
I inhale all the burgundy
hues of passion
that fuels my rage.
Love stems from my heart
like a wilting rose that's thorns
Prick my mind
Every time I speak.
My voice is an echo
Lost in the distance
Never making it's way to you
Because every time I move my lips
The words get caught on my tongue
Thick like the trails of my breath
I choke on my pride
Swallow my ego
wait for the colors to fade
Only to watch them ignite
then explode in the sky
Like a fire burning against my face.
It's not enough that I take you in
with every breath
When I'm left here alone in my head
Suffocating on all this discontentment
I feel not for you, but for myself
Because no matter how hard my heart beats
through the chaos, and how long I hold it in
The heat burns my eyes, I lose my sight ..
blind, it keeps me in the dark
Choking on all these syllables I don't know how
to set free, with a self image that's distorted, and broken.
It makes it hard to understand what it is
That you see in me when I don't recognize myself anymore.
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