You were made of millions of crystals yet
Your crystalline structure was nothing more
Than a burden for you to carry on your
Shoulders of delicate amethyst.
The only time you felt worthwhile was
When you sank a razor into your turquoise
Veins and the tears of lapis lazuli mixed
With the muffled cries of self-loathing.
The only time you felt beautiful was
When the diamond heart inside of your
Onyx body shattered into a million pieces but
No one was there to marvel at the rainbow
coloured light rays reflecting off of the glass.
You were tired of being ignored so
You built up walls of smoky quartz just so
You could never feel the warmth of human
Touch on your icy jade skin again.
No matter how lonely you felt you
Reminded yourself that you were
Built of stone after all.
YOU ARE READING
Dear Mentally Insane
PoetryPoetry is the writing of our deepest, darkest, most inner thoughts. When speaking isn't enough and your voice falls upon deaf ears, writing is our only refuge. Join me and experience the workings of my mind in my collection of original poems. (Credi...
