The sadness is like a raging fire in a little boxed up room
It's flames lick the corners
like hungry savages starved for a millennium plus one
like hungry savages starved for a millennium plus one
All the anger has dissolved
like shaved ice in a cup of scalding coffee
there is only this insurmountable sadness traipsing
transgressing my being
shattering every dream
My heart is an empty vessel
my soul has ceased it's form.
I would much rather be consumed by anger
for it does not touch me as much
but sadness seems to have taken fugitive
under the flaps of my flayed heart.
If I were smart I would have followed the unwritten code of love:
when it all gets too heavy for comfort
take the hems of your dress
scream bloody murder
and
run.
My identity is fading out into a
grey impalpable world:
a dim antagonism has gathered force within my mind as a cloud taunting thunder.
Every moment of every day
I am a ticking bomb
a maniac
the waterworks always ready to serve me like my own personal soldiers.
I imagine your lingering presence all around me
your eyes that once sparkled
like an oasis
You were a pool of reckless forbidding
We could be intertwined for days.
Maybe if what we had wasn't real it wouldnt be twice this hard
Maybe then i wouldnt be throwing my knees To the ground
raking my fingers through memories
zigzagging a broken trail through the dust
This is not mediocre sadness or a few drops of sought out tears
this is the kind of sadness that has me kneeling on the ground
screaming mercy to the moon
flaying my insides open
crying pearls of blood.
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under the flaps of my flayed heart.
If I were smart I would have followed the unwritten code of love:
when it all gets too heavy for comfort
take the hems of your dress
scream bloody murder
and
run.
My identity is fading out into a
grey impalpable world:
a dim antagonism has gathered force within my mind as a cloud taunting thunder.
Every moment of every day
I am a ticking bomb
a maniac
the waterworks always ready to serve me like my own personal soldiers.
I imagine your lingering presence all around me
your eyes that once sparkled
like an oasis
You were a pool of reckless forbidding
We could be intertwined for days.
Maybe if what we had wasn't real it wouldnt be twice this hard
Maybe then i wouldnt be throwing my knees To the ground
raking my fingers through memories
zigzagging a broken trail through the dust
This is not mediocre sadness or a few drops of sought out tears
this is the kind of sadness that has me kneeling on the ground
screaming mercy to the moon
flaying my insides open
crying pearls of blood.
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Made of 100% cotton and extremely comfortable - available in sizes of S/M/L.
Quote <BOLDREDLIPS> to get their customized tees at flea price of 1 for $22 or 2 for $38 instead of the usual price of $24 each!
Email: shop.drugbank@gmail.com
Visit their website: drugbank.weebly.com
love, Chris x
