"the sky ain't your limit"
"i believe i can fly"
a perfect pandemonium of semibreves did you cramp upon the crest of my cochleas.
a caustic concoction of silica gel did you steam over the stove of my soul.
in an unmerry-go-round did your octave resonate your sinful bane to effloresce my conscience's vitality to dust.
you struck me like a malware.
there's an allergy to your conjurings,
yet you bypassed all halls of firewalls,
straight out of them flaming rings,
casting my resolvings down them waterfalls.
you had all this planned out, didn't you?
yes, i know.
"spread out your wings and fly"
"you aren't fated like icarus"
you raped a harpy's feathers onto my shelter.
malevolence is your middle name.
"you will kiss kings and queens"
sewn them into my lips,
"you will climb great heights"
stemmed them into my elbows,
"you will tread legendary paths"
stuck them into my patellas,
"you will taste flawless victory"
speared them onto my tongue,
"you will feel noble fables"
stitched them into my skin,
"you will see revolutionary visions"
sunk them into my eyeballs,
"you will dream transcendent dreams"
slabbed them onto my brain,
"you will live glory"
staked them into my heart,
my lips contuse,
my fingernails sweat,
my toetips bruise,
my taste buds zing,
my dermis burns,
my cornea tears,
my cerebrum throbs,
my cardia bleeds,
is it so hard for you to understand?
they don't wanna fly.
i don't.
let me live.
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PoetryA poisonous pool pertubatively plenteous and packed with programs in which Christopher, this poriferous punk provokes with pleasure, pines in pain and ponders with poetry, 2019 Watty Winner. Featured on Wattpad's official Poetry; Random.
