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Andrew Cinnabar Mar 2021
My heart, still haunted by you, star-crossed dear
Forever poisoned by enchanted song
The anger, heartbreak, melancholic fear
usurped sweet shards of time when you were gone.

Choked chasm of a soul, yet I cannot cry,
Sanctity of my sanity laid bare,
My shattered mind continuing the lie
That the person who loved me is still there.

And my eternal torture shall not fade,
In my chest there lies a broken viola,
You would think me mad that I have not strayed,
But my soul, it denies me a Volta.

Madly I loved her, and madly I kept,
Sadly the madness is all that is left.
55 · Oct 2021
Emergency Procedure
Andrew Cinnabar Oct 2021
Look around dear friend,
Can’t you see the end?
The lies, the cheats, the death.

Can all you do is fret?
And are you starting to regret,
every time you take a breath?

How can you go on?
When everything is so wrong,
And you just can’t bear the pain.

Worry not dear friend,
I’ve come up with a plan
The only cure is to ***** out the brain.

— The End —