A beautiful taleA Poem by Jrav
A beautiful tale
I want to tear my skin open and rip it to shreds Pull every last strand of hair out of my head Hopefully my thoughts will be attached, painfully torn with my saneness Forever to be misled by my loosely screws cranium I must be crazy, I must have a liquidated brain There must be a code to crack these strangling chains A key amongst my deepest fear, my beloved sweet dear A whisper in my eat, I faintly hear "Demise is soon to rise, I can feel it, it's near" Yellow to black as everything begins to die Everything structuring him inside topples at the blink of an eye Ever so subtle as he simply lies A passionate roar at the sound of his cries One grasp at a time, his hands clenched with razor sharp rubble He relentlessly crawls but continues to stumble Down he goes again as the gravel slices his throat The queen herself did not defeat his troubles Only he himself destroyed what could have been fabled An imaginary note drifts out of his mouth His most intensive feelings escaping the terror as they're beginning to float To the stars, to the moon To the cosmos, to our very own Neptune Nobody will know his true feelings Not even he himself could reach them
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