Painting the highways of teenage ache
with the roses of angst and woe,
a lighter shade of crimson that would flow
from jagged fingerprints that force me awake.
And catching rays of a crying sun on my tongue,
a particular melodious tune the trees sung
devoured the sorrow left behind by my ravens.
They flew upon the morbid horizon of life,
tearing the beauty of wrinkled beauty like a knife,
and shedding coagulated blood all over my skin,
I wept in the shadows clutching my last smile,
yet mother's anguished screams were worthwhile.
Blackened stars sparkled dimly on my wrists,
and I released the moon slowly dying in my fists.
Like a spec of silver in a sea of black,
I was kissing the aftermath of a heart attack.
And on the morrow,
twisted and drunk with sorrow,
the wheels were back on track.
Wow.. yet again you have amazed me darling. Your words dance across the page and into your head. It's amazing. Your poetry always means something special... and I'm not sure, but did he die? Or is just in trouble? I'm not sure, but by the sounds and mood of the poem it doesn't seem to be good. I always enjoy reading your poetry, you have a TON of talent. Keep on writing and I will most defitnely keep on reading it. Thank you so much for the comment on mine, it means alot. The fact that an amazing poet like you is likes my writing is awesome. ^^. You wish you could write like me? Haha, I've always wished I could write like you! Oh and I like your new About Me section. Now tell me, why haven't you gotten any sleep since monday?? You should get some sleep.... well, anyway, have a wonderful day.. or days until the next time we talk... or comment. lol. 5/5 from me for sure. Keep up the amazing work!