Written by Ilia.
-It's supposed to be red!
This heart of mine.
As I'm clutching it, tightly finger-winding it,
Stopping it from unloading-exploding,
escaping from the throes of words so gripping,
they're slipping away from my grasp.
-Turning purple as I contemplate each breath...
-I'm clawing-- Desperately pawing!
Slamming my fists at the unbreakable glass;
Shouting defiances and arguments at decisions and fates against which my screamings and pleadings
...have no effect.
-My breath is heaving-- my will is leaving!
My hope is unbelieving in itself and any dreams
which it may have found comfort in.
Shocked, blocked nerves, motionless and paralyzed,
-Ripped-out, rendered and wrecked, no recourse.
-My tears shouldn't be this blue!
This pigment sadness-seeping out from my skin;
Following stream beds well-worn on the journey descending,
_______edge-cresting,
[emptying<————-],
F
A
L
L
I
N
G,
hitting,
disappearing.
-Knees. Concrete. Defeat.
What am I left with?
Clinging onto my rainbow of nothingness.
Small, shattered pieces of promises,
lost, unfathomable emptiness.
Unrecognizable tatters;
The only ones who mattered,
crushed by the greed of others.
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RWBY: pOum
PoetryA collection of poetry based on each character of the series RWBY by Monty Oum. Each poem is written from a specific character's point of view within the canon story. Cover photo courtesy of Guardian Blade - https://aminoapps.com/c/infjsanctuary/pag...
