Friday, August 14, 2015

They want, they want...

They want me to write pretty
It's so damn ugly
"Just paint something to make
the readers see the light."
Meanwhile
the narcissist
is still showing
gloating
in all his might

It's a fucked up
never ending fight
I'm getting tired

The appease
The pretty please
To paint Hell
in pretty colors
as the darkness
swallows the
pastel colors
faster than a firestorm

It's far from the
comfortable norm

It's violence
lurking down the street
in the midnight silence

It's abuse
of a soul
shattered
scrambling after leaving
to find the new meaning
of
"whole"


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