it was a lovely house filled with short clips
Of innocent cartoon shows
But in the night,
it was flooded by the young animals that wore glow in dark paint
On their faces, bodies, and torn up clothes.
They danced around the house as if it was raining down flashing lights
Yet in a small dark corner, where the chaos didn’t hit
There was us, the total of two misfits
Yeah, we weren’t the only ones that thought of us that way.
when everything finally slowed down into a small ripple of sounds,
her teeth finally graze those lips
Soon she took my hand, she lead us to the doorway,
We were young and full of sin
I was somehow too drunk to understand.
Her movements brighten the room alone
she got close and I could smell her warm perfume on my clean skin.
As we leaned forward,
she reaches past my heart, grabbing towards my back
Clipping my wings and telling me “I won’t feel a thing “
I hold my tongue as I felt the weight on my shoulders finally give out.
Then she ran from everything, leaving me in a dark room,
in the ocean of people festering my house little by little
She looked me in the eyes expecting a chase, a hunt
A vengeful angel that she read about in bibles.
Instead, I let her go, I’ve given all I got, I turned away into the abyss
Because nothing was worth the pain,
I thought I made the right choice, that I didn't need it
Instead, I’ll spend most night awake, wide awake, and shaking,
Smoldering my face with cigarettes and cigars learning I'm beyond scarred
Showering in wine and champagne wishing I can feel the wind in my skin
Hoping the moonshine will take me away
Bringing me back to this small household again.
But no, instead
I became those silent cartoon show on my cracked television screen
I've become one of those wacky scenes where
I am swimming in the sea of strangers
Circling around me as they take bites
Making me spill out all of my bloody guts for all of them to see
It wasn’t till the alcohol finally settled in and sharpen my teeth
turned my eyes into a menacing mess
The ashes darken me to a shadow, a former image
I grab for the paint and in hopes to keep my color alive
But this is where I finally dip cocaine
to impress every one of those creatures in my ruined forsaken house,
for a single moment, I decided to strike that match,
to explode and destroy
everything on this god given earth.
i don’t care if i lose my mind anymore
Because it didn’t matter where i went
or where i go
i will always drown now for this
yet i’m not afraid to step in the fire
where i can’t see the light.
About the Creator
KuroHoshi
A Poet, An Artist, and the person who tries to become a living star
I write the about the creatures from underneath my mind
Some are happy, others are truthful, but I'll let you decide what's their fate
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