Saturday, February 5, 2011

BeingTorpid-

This is taking you far away,
away where you don't even laugh or cry.

Deafening silence.

Still are all the broken shards.
Shards covered in the injuries they have caused.
Motionless fragments of beautiful glass,
that were caught in a whirlwind of tragedy.

Awakened slumber.

Begin again, start anew, rewind it all, you yearn uselessly.
Regrets will just bereave you of tomorrow.
Vanish into nothingness sorrows of yesteryear.
Accumulated emotions take flight into the vastness.

Blinding reality.

Yet again you find yourself in shambles.
So you invoke the wrath of God upon them.
The latent fiend is quick to resurface.
It brings with it seas of irascible grievances.

Loud echoes.

Shut them out. Refresh the chapter. Feign complacency.
Exuberance, gaiety, fireworks and rainbows.

Pink for now.







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