Wading in murky waters,
I am unclean.
Skin discoloured,
My blood is stained.
Robin's tales
Heroism leaves no
change on this rainbow
of your Airborne life.
Blue widow falls foul of light.
I crave the sun,
but this cave is my cage
and sunshine is my prison.
Eroded hope weighs a tonne
breaking down my will
clouding my dreams.
Oh how I long to imagine,
Ideas be my bread.
Let me out.
The silence is deafening,
too many breaths
Let me out.
I long to dream the dreams of hope.
Apr 23, 2015
Apr 23, 2015 at 6:46 PM UTC
Wading in murky waters,
I am unclean.
Skin discoloured,
My blood is stained.
Robin's tales
Heroism leaves no
change on this rainbow
of your Airborne life.
Blue widow falls foul of light.
I crave the sun,
but this cave is my cage
and sunshine is my prison.
Eroded hope weighs a tonne
breaking down my will
clouding my dreams.
Oh how I long to imagine,
Ideas be my bread.
Let me out.
The silence is deafening,
too many breaths
Let me out.
I long to dream the dreams of hope.
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