❦→[incureable]
people throw stones
at the unknown,
flowers grow thorns
it gets erased, what once was hand-drawn
do it to protect your sanity,
that's understandable
a woman of lowly insanity
born unpredictable
it's so melancholic,
your mind of faculties
put on an act, as your woe lines frolic
a scene so silently debilitating
when my torment drizzles,
and you sham titter
go ahead and flow another inevitable river,
but remember we're the same even if we differ
and it wasn't unexacting,
to point this dagger to you and master the acting
wander it around your halse,
the same way you execute your false frolic
turn your tragedy into art,
before i meet your circle to my dart
"it's alright, just another stab to the heart
you were a wonderful lark,
it's alright, as long as it's your locution's buther in the dark"
i waste away the night,
like i did the times below your sight
it always frightens me - thinking of the warngles,
but never ommit the times our wits were tangled
on no account shall you ever stop the haunting,
we annihilaters deserve the daunting
another infinite cycle of weeping and wanting,
shredded and torn out priceless vintage paintings
my knife gets sharper everytime
worse and worse with every rhyme,
extended edges exposed with every line
it aged like flowers, our trust and time
wishing i never touched your fire with my bottles of wine
i know my spikes hurt you to the organs,
apologies cannot fix showcases of forgone
if i were to choose another,
i'll still pick being a pill to your muffled shudders
but the pill made it worse,
now it lurks around in remorse
when you discover platinum,
but somehow make it melt
is a sensation they named to be numb
reminisce, and remember,
never throw stones at the unknown
for the unknown knows misery
and it comes back at you stronger
never break your own diamonds,
because some wounds are forever, incureable and timeless
YOU ARE READING
| musings harmonizing
Poetryhi! <3 this is a collection of my self written poems/songs over the years. lowercase intended. possible triggers - i have introductory poems in the begging to showcase my writing style, with one old and one new poem. - most of this is imaginative...
