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Finger Painting With Blood
Am I fine again?
Or has my lucidity failed me,
Corrupted by that deep depression that seems to lie dormant
Only to come out and posses my heart and haunt my mind on varied occasions.
Ravens on the horizon
A black sky mirrored back from these ebony coated eyes.
Sitting in this room,
Staring at the walls
Should I remodel? Repaint it all?
Is it selfish to do this? Ruin the lives of others?
No…
Entering a ghastly rage and stripping the walls bare.
A pale blue lying underneath,
Beneath the plasticity
But I dream of flames,
A vibrant vermillion
Blood like wine running deep.
Shall I paint a picture for you?
I’ll make it plain and clear
But I assure you it won’t be a darling delight
With a flash of lightning and an echoing thunder
I’ll leave a sanguine painting in my stead.
Or has my lucidity failed me,
Corrupted by that deep depression that seems to lie dormant
Only to come out and posses my heart and haunt my mind on varied occasions.
Ravens on the horizon
A black sky mirrored back from these ebony coated eyes.
Sitting in this room,
Staring at the walls
Should I remodel? Repaint it all?
Is it selfish to do this? Ruin the lives of others?
No…
Entering a ghastly rage and stripping the walls bare.
A pale blue lying underneath,
Beneath the plasticity
But I dream of flames,
A vibrant vermillion
Blood like wine running deep.
Shall I paint a picture for you?
I’ll make it plain and clear
But I assure you it won’t be a darling delight
With a flash of lightning and an echoing thunder
I’ll leave a sanguine painting in my stead.
Published 1st Feb 2010
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1st Feb 2010 12:44pm
i did like it, but not that sure about the form of it. it looks as if words were ramdomly thrown onto the page; as if bond which ties them all together is loose. i liked the images you used: A black sky mirrored back from these ebony coated eyes, A vibrant vermillion , dream of flames. it adds more depth and darkness to the whole poem.
11th Feb 2010 2:11am
Hahaha ummm well that's kinda how my mind and emotions have been lately...randomly splattered all over the place. But thank you :)
