Poetry: Untitled - If you dig deeper

April 04, 2017  •  Leave a Comment

If you dig deeper peel away the skin 
What you have is still festering bloom
Under cover of pale pink baby blue 
a pit of nothing consumes. 
Losing my way becoming numb 
Except to a numbing wound
The gates to a confined rage. 
Despair and forlorn I've forsaken myself 
I know nothing except my own 
loneliness in which I am strong. 
Crippled and strong in my loneliness. 
Weak and certain in my loneliness. 
My state of despair 
My state of destruction 
My state of creation 
My solitude. 

 

 

Jan. 31, 2017, 6:26pm


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