Make me anybody else
Scratching on the roots of sadness and hate...
Our lips were a shade of delicate light blue;
their colour that of gentle stalactite...
Nightmares
reoccurring...
Colors flow across my skin in the form of makeup,
Hiding the things I do not want to face...
“How are you?”
…In my mind I screamed, I’m tired, worried...
I am nothing
Flaws sewn together...
In arms of darkness, I found peace.
God is nothing, but a showpiece...
a razor teeth sea
swells deep within me...
scrounging
hounding...
It is lonely over here
in a corner dim, with the bar a-brim...
Its been so long since i felt this familiar pain
Its when your gut twist and you feel everything...
while sitting alone and thinking of you
my memories brings a shade so blue...