»
Archives
»
Open Poetry #43
»
untitled
| Open Poetry #43 |
|
untitled |
|
|
Fade Junior Member
since 2006-03-06
Posts 38on a (temporall) plane |
What language can i speak to you? Mere expression taints the truth. I cant even read this book that is me My shell is crumbling into bits. Can you tell what is inside of it? Even if you can, are you sure you want to? I don't think I want to. I'm so afraid of what's inside So ugly as to try to hide buried deep within the lies its a wonder that it's still alive! And what to do? Now I'm exposed: stripped naked of my filthy clothes: stark against the gray: this crimson bleeding. Damn crimson bleeding. |
||
| © Copyright 2008 D.E.Gillum - All Rights Reserved | |||
|
Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
It's impressive in its stark pessimism. If you are afraid of what's inside, dig deeper and deeper till you find the gem at your core, it is there in wait of being discovered. Love, Margherita |
||
|
|
⇧ top of page ⇧ |
|
| All times are ET (US). All dates are in Year-Month-Day format. | ||
