Tw/cw: pain; mentions of knives, blood, gunshots
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The door knob creaked when someone opened it.
The knives all just fell to the floor.
The clock just couldn't help to tick.
Yet they come back craving for more.
The rushes of pain streaming through the skin.
The ever-bearing walls they are all held.
Everyone wants to come in,
but I tell them not to make the closest weld.
Nonetheless, they never listen.
The sun retires, to scarred to stay.
In the moonlight, the blood gushing shall glisten.
The moon peaks over, used to the way,
of how the mental pictures never stray far.
Like gunshots firing in a room,
my mind races & hits the bar.
& just like a child it can only zoom.
Though it lacks the purity & perfect thought,
my mind still is capable of more than that.
I just hope everything wasnt for naught.
After all, i could easily weed it out like a rat.
Thin like a veil, my impurities are visible.
Oh how I'm tired of trying, trying to hide:
but yet nothing i do will ever be permissible.
I am just not good enough, out or inside.
And one day, oh shall they realize,
most how opaque i was acting.
The only reason why they see me as wise;
how it's all because of my thoughts I've been crafting.
Chipping and chipping away,
'Of what?' Oh, the imperfect things,
and how my health sways.
I will only ever scream when everything rings.
The buzzing and humming, Oh why wont it shut up!
Constantly, never tiring, yes! Why no breaks?
Oh! To be done with the tortue the breaks my mind like a cup!
It shatters. So, so fragile was it's make.
Another one falls, again and again.
It seems as if that is simply their way.
They can't stop! They can't understand:
the extreme pain that they cause every day.
But yet the clock keeps ticking.
Their ways unchanged.
The door knob creaking.
It's too bad the knives weren't ranged...
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This one is long as crap & goes into like fifty directions I apologize.
-its over 300 words :0-
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
My poems :)
PuisiMy poems,,, like the title said,,, they tend to be abstract & kinda morbid so read with caution ig? im not following any real pattern here, im just mashing words together lol -ill try to update daily, but i get my phone taken away a lot um- *started...
