Blue skies and greyscale
Racing thoughts competing for the prize
To be picked apart and written down
On torn-out sheets
Discarded for safety
Destroying the evidence
Or shoved in the pages of a book
Hidden in the back of a drawer
Thoughts too scared to show
But too real to scribble out
Words that play tricks
Lurking between the red lines
Warning signs
A reflex action to broken situations
It started as a choice
Blank minds too busy
Subconscious desires, the wrong "what ifs"
That became "what now"
How easy it is
To fall faster
When you want to jump
To dig deeper
And still come up empty-handed
When you adjust to the feeling
Of the double-edged sword
The duality of it all
Safety pins connect and sever
Hold and break
Earphones too loud for the world
Never quite loud enough
Drowned out by the words
That cut deeper than any blade ever could
Self-destruction, the bittersweet burning cold
Silent screaming
Too ashamed to uncover
The cracks in the walls only hold while they're hidden
Behind closed doors
Bricks built of anger and fear
Cemented by choked-back tears
That no longer fall
Dulling in the morning light
The shameful disappointment at the fading lines
A symbol of a job that could have been done better
Unclear aims
Repetition drags him back into the depths
Becoming mundane
Losing motivation in the immunity
The escape was a different-coloured trap
Stuck in the same
Words caught in his throat
Even the pen tricks him in the end
Never comes out right
The wrong time, wrong lines
He should never have written
The instinct doesn't die
But opportunity is buried
By social calls and thin walls
And doors with no lock
Watching eyes who don't know the warning signs
Truthful lies
Recited but not believed
The eyes are easily deceived
Pacified but never satisfied
Pain and pleasure
The same coin
Picked up off the pavement
Never knowing
The price he'd pay
Too far to turn back
Time
Slows
Down
Blending
Into
One
Long
Blur
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The Dark And Day
PoetryDuality exists in every aspect of our lives. Light and dark, good and bad, pain and pleasure. Our souls are bared through our words, our own duality revealed. || Poetry Anthology || || Awards || 2nd Place in Poetry - Pawsome Awards 2022 © Ethan Embe...
