I speak out of tone
The cradle rock
Fable stone pages
One fell swoop
Star stricken in remission
Abuser, the unforgiven
Chastised, can't take flight
Hostile winds envelope
Tangled threads of my kite
Stitched into the soul
Whirling chaos, devour the whole
Numbness born of pain
I want none of this
Empty bliss
Selflessness
Black and white
So vivid
I am
Silently livid
The same story rewritten
Somehow shameful
Could be worse
Yes
Baneful
Jul 14, 2016
Jul 14, 2016 at 6:22 PM UTC
I speak out of tone
The cradle rock
Fable stone pages
One fell swoop
Star stricken in remission
Abuser, the unforgiven
Chastised, can't take flight
Hostile winds envelope
Tangled threads of my kite
Stitched into the soul
Whirling chaos, devour the whole
Numbness born of pain
I want none of this
Empty bliss
Selflessness
Black and white
So vivid
I am
Silently livid
The same story rewritten
Somehow shameful
Could be worse
Yes
Baneful
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