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A Future in Bleeding
I'm a mere photograph of who I used to want to be
This future to me seems to be growing more ghastly
Fondle through memories that presently seem
to be little more than another midday fever-dream
I want to exist in a cheap motel lit by a single beam
Of light flickering illuminating my lifeless little scene
A Televison with no picture after I smashed the screen
Just muttering fools selling me a get-rich-quick scheme
Something happened in my youth
I'll never actually tell you
Because those are words I choose
Never to use
My name fades from memory once I melt into a stream
My words incoherent, you wont hear it, one last scream
As though the void would answer something to redeem...
This future to me seems to be growing more ghastly
Fondle through memories that presently seem
to be little more than another midday fever-dream
I want to exist in a cheap motel lit by a single beam
Of light flickering illuminating my lifeless little scene
A Televison with no picture after I smashed the screen
Just muttering fools selling me a get-rich-quick scheme
Something happened in my youth
I'll never actually tell you
Because those are words I choose
Never to use
My name fades from memory once I melt into a stream
My words incoherent, you wont hear it, one last scream
As though the void would answer something to redeem...
Published 16th Jul 2019
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16th Jul 2019 9:55am
my brother
you never fail to amaze me... can't believe this ink is spilled by a man who's not even 24. You write with such depth and imagery so dark in your own unique signature style...
"to be little more than another midday fever-dream " oh how you nailed this Anon!
you never fail to amaze me... can't believe this ink is spilled by a man who's not even 24. You write with such depth and imagery so dark in your own unique signature style...
"to be little more than another midday fever-dream " oh how you nailed this Anon!
16th Jul 2019 9:58am
I am young though filled with the life-experience of someone far older than I, that's were the darkness spawns from. I'm glad you enjoyed it, this was a lot of pent up emotion and hurt that just spilled out and it feels better to release it. Thank you for the continued support, brother!
16th Jul 2019 12:03pm
Wow...anonshadow:) awesome write. The last stanza really strikes a cord with me. So good to see you writing.
17th Jul 2019 7:56am
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- Edited 27th Dec 2019 12:45pm
22nd Jul 2019 12:20pm
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23rd Jul 2019 5:52am
This true indeed, thanks for the read and the kind words, I always appreciate you, my friend.
