You lust for the words that might bring Meaning to the world you inhadit Breathing truth to your existance as you Slowly unravel Shielding yourself from the scorn you fear Curling your fingers- Blood in your palms Crucified by imagoned tones Honey voice ever playful Surround yourself with color- Escaping from Darkness Does it make you strange? As you rveal yourself you are only Further obscured Unveiling the threds that cloack your soul Clothe your past- Do you seek to chase the Darkness from your mind? Or render it visible, In its magestic power, To those who choose to be blinded?
Reason for writing:
This was written in my notebook where
I write all of my poems. She is one of the first
person I let see the whole book and keep for
more than a day or two. She is an outlet
for my thoughts and we can talk about almost
anything. Theres a lot more but.........
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