unfiltered thoughts clog my mind
and my heart scratches at its windows;
this must be what it's like to ache.
how I wish to scour
the depths of my sorrow
to find the very cause of my lunacy.
to reach into my soul, without falling
over the tar that holds my bones together
without sinking to its rotten core.
throw a net coated with honey
the bees will surely worship;
deceit often plays dress up with grace.
knots of secrets caught up with lies
shame bashes me; sins impinge upon my soul
blemished at every cut and crease.
the dreary sky is growing bland
the stars, once diamond freckles
now a scatter of monotonous dots.
the night is calling.
I must leave.
I must leave.
YOU ARE READING
Midnight Lullabies
PoetryPerhaps someday these words will make up for the bloodshot eyes and sleepless nights. [H.R: #13 in Poetry] beautiful cover by: @-averagesky
