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Fallen Daydream
A fallen angel
and a fallen sky
a shard of glass
in a broken eye
a stream of blood
down a hill of bones
makes the giants laugh
while the children cry
If I surround myself
in a swamp of pain
no one will hear me scream
it's hard to hear
what you disdain
when you suffocate
in a sea of fear
A crack of dawn
spills out the tar
from the newnight sky
and it's unhealed scar
as it's torn in two
by hands of blue
tight and fast in the grip of
Exsanguination
If you wish to ask
why I do not do
these things that seem
so important to you
you could just ask
why I do not play
all these games you task
every day
A rising angel
and a dawning sky
a shard of glass
in a beam of light
a stream of sun
through a cloud of tears
makes the children laugh
away all their fears
and a fallen sky
a shard of glass
in a broken eye
a stream of blood
down a hill of bones
makes the giants laugh
while the children cry
If I surround myself
in a swamp of pain
no one will hear me scream
it's hard to hear
what you disdain
when you suffocate
in a sea of fear
A crack of dawn
spills out the tar
from the newnight sky
and it's unhealed scar
as it's torn in two
by hands of blue
tight and fast in the grip of
Exsanguination
If you wish to ask
why I do not do
these things that seem
so important to you
you could just ask
why I do not play
all these games you task
every day
A rising angel
and a dawning sky
a shard of glass
in a beam of light
a stream of sun
through a cloud of tears
makes the children laugh
away all their fears
Published 22nd Feb 2019
Author's Note
This poem mainly examines feelings of claustrophobia and anxiety around people, withdrawing into oneself, and harming oneself or others, in order to try and escape the venomous reach of human contact.
It's been some time since I wrote this piece, but, if I recall correctly, I wrote this primarily as stream-of-consciousness, hence the uneven rhyme scheme and line-by-line syllable count. I could revise it, but I prefer to publish it as is because I think the uneven form captures the experiences described by the work.
It's been some time since I wrote this piece, but, if I recall correctly, I wrote this primarily as stream-of-consciousness, hence the uneven rhyme scheme and line-by-line syllable count. I could revise it, but I prefer to publish it as is because I think the uneven form captures the experiences described by the work.
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22nd Feb 2019 8:39am
23rd Feb 2019 4:21pm
24th Feb 2019 10:08pm
In truth, this poem captivates anxiety extremely well. I played guitar long with the poem and it sounds deep and emotional; i respect that.
8th Mar 2019 2:57am
Thank you! It's awesome that you're able to play guitar along with the poem, makes me wish I knew how to play guitar. I'm glad you thought the work well captured its themes.
