What a monstrosity,
A whisper to myself,
You only listen when I wish you didn't.
You desire a purpose
is it only to tear yourself apart
Only to piece yourself together again,
All for show.
for what reason
An endless cycle truly,
Stillness is circular to me,
Leaving me walking for an infinity,
Looking for peace.
Translucent blood touches,
where there should be nothing.
You left your veins open and they spilled,
Leaving the carpet ruined.
How dare you
How dare you
Thicker than water
No amount of solution can wash this floor clean,
The stains you've left behind.
They'll be danced around and walked over
As though they're nothing,
Nothing but another reason to pull up the carpet and replace it.
YOU ARE READING
Somnolence - III *Editing*
PoetryLet me tell you, Why I can't sleep at night. From Faded feelings and Empty Thoughts, came a deep somnolence .. where I desired to rest for an eternity. | book is probably completed for now, even though I don't want to let go | Editing slowly
