Thoughts traveling through my head
Currents flowing beneath my tear streaked face
So much sadness is within this happy place
My body floats still above these drenched sheets
With the sound of a drop, it rises ten feet
I am submerged
I am drowning
The angry men raise thier fists and beat them down upon me
Bubbles let up to above, each a cry for help
But down I float out of air, waiting for a mermaid to save me
Lateness of the hour, clicking of the clock
My lungs bestowed of sadness, sweat dripped in from flames
Melting of my wax made heart, one that you have sculpted
All that's left is a restless mind
Bloodied, bruised face
Tomorrow you will see me shine
Through my mask, smiling down on thine
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Starlight Poems
PoetryA series of often cynical poems conjured in the quiet hours of night. Each written as a way to escape my demons, only to invite them to life through my pages.
