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Jan 2012
Striking the last blow without being noticed
That's how I scraped by each day
Under this crimson sky like a lie
I don't recall what I'm afraid of
Looking down at this oblivious city
I destroy things at my whim
Or I'll set them on fire
Just to see something other than my heart burn
Engulfed in crimson flames
Leaping, roiling, licking the tips of my mind

I don't really mind all of this sorrow
I actually enjoy it
I don't want any of your sympathy
I want to see you angry
Anywhere or in front of anyone
I want to be myself

The shadow of a shadow that was dragged out
Lonely days are soaking in
Like the blood from your cuts
Even if the world is annoyed yet again
I will scream it again once more
Don't stare at me so
It'll be perfect if your eye slide out of focus
I feel like I'm vulnerable to you
Even if I'm not happy with the future that's mirrored before me
In a mirror that mocks, that lies right to your face
tears your dreams like paper as you cry in grief
The mirror shatters, you're covered in blood,
And your eyes slide back into focus
The truth was there all along, dancing in your peripherals
And now standing there like a guilty little boy

I don't mind all of this sorrow
I'm used to it
I don't want any of your sympathy
I've had enough of it
Anywhere or in front of anyone
Let me take off this painful mask
And be myself.
I created this poem in tribute to my anger, and I just let the words flow. Don't really care if you like it, my free verse poem. :/
Merlin
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