MY PHEONIX
Hot air grazes my tongue
as I whisper hate into my atmosphere
screaming murder into the halo above
poisoning, blackening it as I stand here
filling the clouds in my sky with blood
flying high above me inside
now raining pure evil from my center
the devils blood
slitting, cutting, bleeding from the pressure
hallowing my viens
numbing the deep pain
waiting to exhail, but don't breath
everyone I will fail, but I will be free
I smiled in the dark as my light faded away
my former self got whisked into the sun of day
as I burned in the fire below
I realize I have lost my halo
I am rebourn upon my ashes
now between my dark and light there would be no more clashes
2007-08-01
14:48:39
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➔ Poetry
It's about how I've changed so much over the summer.Becoming a sort of darker person.And yes I do cut sometimes when my emotions of anger and grief overwelm me.But when I cut I become numb.Once I was cutting really bad out of desperation to feel something.
2007-08-01
17:49:38 ·
update #1
Yeah right.I believe in GOD but not a church goer.I would NOT fit in at ALL at church!
2007-08-02
19:18:54 ·
update #2