Your soul,
Was an embodiment of perfect imperfection,
Existing on the same plane with all of your insecurities
Banished from the land of the love ones
Gone with the wind as you fly trough the vast emptiness of your own universe
The lights that shine
As you swiftly
Gently moving across your memories
Disappear when you came to the realization
That you are no different
From the man who kicked me out of his house because you make out with a man
From the woman who supposed to raise me but slowly killing you instead
From the person who uttered words of hates as people like me pass by
You used to be the wings of Gabriel,
Covering me with the blessings from God
Now you're nothing
But a homunculus stuck in between glasses
Framed and frozen
Jun 14, 2017
Jun 14, 2017 at 10:16 PM UTC
Your soul,
Was an embodiment of perfect imperfection,
Existing on the same plane with all of your insecurities
Banished from the land of the love ones
Gone with the wind as you fly trough the vast emptiness of your own universe
The lights that shine
As you swiftly
Gently moving across your memories
Disappear when you came to the realization
That you are no different
From the man who kicked me out of his house because you make out with a man
From the woman who supposed to raise me but slowly killing you instead
From the person who uttered words of hates as people like me pass by
You used to be the wings of Gabriel,
Covering me with the blessings from God
Now you're nothing
But a homunculus stuck in between glasses
Framed and frozen