Do you condemn me for my thoughts?
Hate me for my honesty?
Cast me out,
Tear me down,
For your idea of sanity?
Do my words frighten you?
Curse you to contemplate?
Bring your blood,
To a burning,
Bubbling broil?
Do my riddles evade you?
Ceasingly seamless?
The madness
Full of alliteration,
And complex metaphors?
Keep lying to yourself, with your heavy heart,
As I bleed words to this page and entitle it “Art”.
This is not about pain felt for what I went through.
It’s about who I am;
I am certainly not you.
So continue to read,
As I reveal how far you have fallen.
Don’t believe me?
Then how’d you end up on the bottom?
May 14, 2013
May 14, 2013 at 12:05 AM UTC
Do you condemn me for my thoughts?
Hate me for my honesty?
Cast me out,
Tear me down,
For your idea of sanity?
Do my words frighten you?
Curse you to contemplate?
Bring your blood,
To a burning,
Bubbling broil?
Do my riddles evade you?
Ceasingly seamless?
The madness
Full of alliteration,
And complex metaphors?
Keep lying to yourself, with your heavy heart,
As I bleed words to this page and entitle it “Art”.
This is not about pain felt for what I went through.
It’s about who I am;
I am certainly not you.
So continue to read,
As I reveal how far you have fallen.
Don’t believe me?
Then how’d you end up on the bottom?
Edited final draft.
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