There are rainbows trapped in
Colorless cracks.
Their color has been ****** out
By others.
For others.
The *** is empty.

I don't want to **** myself and leave my kids
without a father,
alone,
like me.

I'd better do it now then.
The color palette isn't bright anymore.
A fatherless man is just guessing.
(To be honest.)

This ******* filled sky,
As white as Ice hides angels behind
Those dancing stars.
I don't want to die tonight.
I've killed myself like Clockwork,
At least twice a day.
This longing black sky mocks me,
No more than twice a day.
How do you always wink like So
And make me bleed black tar.
It's dried and I'm stuck,
My prime is my crime.

I remember the baggage you had,
Tagged with everyone that
Hurt you.
There are miracles in there because
There you are.
Still standing.
Still a believer in heaven and hell.
The ******* can never know they
Did this,
To you.
Keep this secret stuck in your throat.
Cover your mouth!

It might escape,
Like your
Hope.

There is this man who makes me bleed
every day.
It doesn't make any sense.
Let it go they say.
I am five and I like the color blue.
Hazy but still, there it is.
You are a wingless angel, but still,
I look up to you.

She is engraved in my spine,
I'm unable to walk.
She is stuck in my throat,
I'm unable to talk.

But I can write
Type,
Put words together.
Structure my ideas.

I wish I didn't.

The emerald spine shivers glass all over,
It's as dangerous as a four leaf clover.
Freezing oceans hide cold truths
O what a clever ruse!

A believer is a optimist,
A God reformed pessimist.
Where once was cold upon his skin
now exists tranquil sin.

It hides beneath the blue ice
He is the sergeant of his crimes.
Erosion has done wonders for your heart,
and that has left your skin feeling warm.