Nostalgia | ✔

Neon

Lurking in shades of blinking boards
I get drunk on madness of the hoards

Echoing beats sweep me off the floor
Can't hear the swingin' door anymore

Rollin' out all those stolen dollar bills
Adrenaline rushes in soul due to pills

Ever so lost in this drugged radio city
Being robbed of last shards of felicity

Escaping from past, its fading marks
Getting lost in all the blinding sparks

Ringin' laughter down the boulevard
Craziness seeps in and grips me hard

Evading in shades, all sparkling stars
Delicately decorating my pretty scars

Floating addictively at insane heights
Pouring colours in these shady nights

No care about who's winnin' the toss
For, tonight, I'm tastin' vibrant chaos

Forgetting the warmth over cold tiles
Colored by these drunken fake smiles

Oh this sweet bitter tinge of cocaine
I never knew it's easy to kill the pain

Clinking bottles 'n' the banging walls
Adoring my lovely little loss and falls

Fallin' for all swaggin' conversations
Empty hearts taking in all sensations

Liquor spillin' from the crystal flasks
Broken souls cryin' under bold masks

Kissed by the loneliness in this crowd
Shook by silence in the music so loud

Invading darkness from side passage
Oh how easily I ignore your message

For I've caressed a zone so unknown
Still trying to forget you in this 'neon'

Author's Note

Listening to 'Happy Little Pill' by Troye Sivan. I adore this song so much. It's...insane. :')♥♡ I think I'll never get over my obsession for neon lights and boards. The feeling is beyond words!! ^-^♥♡

I know this poem is dark but we can't always escape the dark. It's essential for balancing out the light. :')♥♡ Hope you enjoyed the poem. May God forbid me. Have a lovely day. :')♥♡

Much Love xX
Hazel *-*