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Polychromatic pain
Six feet deep
in this loneliness
Where demons
are my only company
&
Lights burn my mind
&
Words sting my soul
An opulescent orange
Drenched in disgust
nothing moves forward
&
Everything holds me back
Music is my only companion
my brain drinks in lyrics of
profoundly damaged artists
What damages them?
Pain,disgust, life
Flowers grow in my ribcage
Blood their water
bones their bed
But soon, they too
will wilt before they bloom
F u l l y
Like a woman who
saves herself for the
right man,
but who offers herself
to strangers in bars
because she knows
time is her enemy
These flowers will be
destroyed, just like the body
in which they were planted
Six feet deep in
Polychromatic pain
Six feet deep
being driven insane
No pills, no potions
No drink, no escape
Your labyrinth is yours alone
&
You will die
attempting to escape
in this loneliness
Where demons
are my only company
&
Lights burn my mind
&
Words sting my soul
An opulescent orange
Drenched in disgust
nothing moves forward
&
Everything holds me back
Music is my only companion
my brain drinks in lyrics of
profoundly damaged artists
What damages them?
Pain,disgust, life
Flowers grow in my ribcage
Blood their water
bones their bed
But soon, they too
will wilt before they bloom
F u l l y
Like a woman who
saves herself for the
right man,
but who offers herself
to strangers in bars
because she knows
time is her enemy
These flowers will be
destroyed, just like the body
in which they were planted
Six feet deep in
Polychromatic pain
Six feet deep
being driven insane
No pills, no potions
No drink, no escape
Your labyrinth is yours alone
&
You will die
attempting to escape
Published 4th Mar 2017
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4th Mar 2017 10:05pm
all of it i am tuned into but this end made me say:
-daamnn what a way to put it-. clever and real
"No pills, no potions
No drink, no escape
Your labyrinth is yours alone
&
You will die
attempting to escape"
-daamnn what a way to put it-. clever and real
"No pills, no potions
No drink, no escape
Your labyrinth is yours alone
&
You will die
attempting to escape"
4th Mar 2017 10:37pm
4th Mar 2017 11:33pm
This has good rhythm and rhyme and unique imagery like , ' flowers grow in my ribcage ' ....
4th Mar 2017 11:35pm
5th Mar 2017 5:11am
This piece brought me to tears... you write what my pen can't...
I know loneliness can drive you insane...
"nothing moves forward
&
Everything holds me back" > Damn...what a way to say it!
Thank you for sharing <3
I know loneliness can drive you insane...
"nothing moves forward
&
Everything holds me back" > Damn...what a way to say it!
Thank you for sharing <3
5th Mar 2017 11:04am
5th Mar 2017 2:21pm
5th Mar 2017 11:54am
It's quite disgusting (for me) to marvel n deeply fall entranced by your sadness...
I don't truly mean to, but it's your damn fault becuz you're actually that damned GIFTED with a pen! :)
I don't truly mean to, but it's your damn fault becuz you're actually that damned GIFTED with a pen! :)
5th Mar 2017 12:02pm
There's nothing to feel anything for, really. I'm just another sad soul in a sea of sad souls. Damaged just like anyone else who has expectations. No need to feel disgusted,though. Thank you for the read & compliment.
