What would I do without your insanity
the beautiful horror
that beautiful lie
that ties me inside out.
I'm drowning now
gasping for breath
flailing in a puddle
ankle deep.
How many times
do I have to say?
I have always wanted you
this way.
The music inside,
the blood I have spewed forth.
It's always been you.
Your imperfections
drive me crazy,
they make me shake
my head in awe
there's so much more.
There's this crazy bliss
and so many flaws.
Though you are everything.
Everything.
Give everything,
the darkness and the light,
the sorrow and the fright.
Unwrap the glory as it stands before you
perfect, pristine.
A bride in white.
All for you.
YOU ARE READING
Goblin Garden (My first collection of random poems) PUBLISHED!
PoetryThere is a shadow lurking on the edge of our perception, in the worst of our nightmares. It is us. It has always been us. Welcome to my first collection of poetry. Here you will find a mangled mess of dark, eccentric and sometimes hopeful poems...
