Stained Monochrome Wings

Decaying Consumption

08-21-16

The blackness of this old bedroom

once brought comfort

and solace to a malicious mind.

Cloaking the crimson scars in this masquerade

I never learned to deal with these problems

and locked them away

in the now-unfamiliar room

This place of so many morbid memories,

times of suicide and drugs

burn back into this memory

thought abandoned

No...

Now introducing the revamped story of life and death of the monochrome butterfly...

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Gold-Encrusted Wings

12-22-15

Alarms blaring in the background

of an already noise-filled skull.

Repetitious thoughts screaming,

alluding to mental dissonance.

The future is black

like paint on my nails,

and the color of blood on my sharpened razor.

So take me out back and shoot.

The romanticization of my suicide.

Moonstruck by this cemetery inside my own mind!

How heartle...

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I Don't Want To Live!

10-16-13

You keep burning bridges,

we're hanging by a thread

so don't slash it like I do

my wrists.

These lines

dragged across my flesh.

And now it's like wow!

You make me sick

with the talk of

relearning your addict.

You man-child,

can't you see this misery you've cast?

Upon me, them, yourself?

I...

The Aftermath

10-06-13

I had nothing to say

while we walked, hand-in-hand,

broken hearts unified:

Except to cry and suffocate

in a wave of my own hyperventilation,

an uproar contained a red-eyed woman.

These words won't adorn the page

as I now rethink the aftermath of a devastation.

Something foreseen yet unspoken

until tonight, tonight.

Living, Loving The Misery

10-26-13

I'm just going to be

another story -

one of his highly acclaimed stories -

he tells one of his next girlfriends

Like all the rest

of these exes became.

She says one day he'll see;

he loves to live in

a constant misery.

Baby, should I break you?

Should I make your life

a living hell?

Then would you lov...

Stains of Sorrow

05-15-13

My wings still soar

despite the stains

of sorrow

and the cracks

on the surface.

They are monochrome!

Once translucent, iridescent but

stained with

black over time,

but beautified.

Gilded wings no more

despite this I soar,

resisting the air

and falling from grace

down to this earth.

Forgotten Affinity

05-06-13

Happier

without her in my head,

my life aglow,

I can focus on the Delight.

My once affinity,

once infatuation,

I welcome the goodbye

I should have long ago said.

The Struggle to Improve

05-05-13

Crosses on my wrists

like the crosses on my lingerie;

I think: why did life have to play out this way?

Erase the complaints and see light,

you telling me we don't gotta fight.

We may not have our way

but you put it in perspective,

and tell me I have to live.

If bringing boys into my bedroom is a fine