Secular StaticA Poem by boltsbutterflySome days I’m sick Some days I’m small At times I linger At times I like to enjoy it all At times I’m wonderful At times I’m tragic I am bursting With shock and hyper-static Criminal mind Pagan heart Lover of all god's creatures Expect the human parts Sometimes I’m so damn tall I’m touching pentacles Flying like witches do All my obstacles And I am so magical I am so tragic Pagan girl at heart Stuck in Secular static Lavender whispers I calm it down I rage inside my head Things aren’t right in there Somedays I’m normal I think I’m lying Some days it’s overdone I am sick of denying And I am magical I am so tragic Pagan girl at heart Stuck in Secular static Secular static It consumes me It makes me hate myself I can’t be who I want to be I can’t think straight So I am damned And hung up with snide Put these holes in my hands Somedays I’m pissed off Some days I’m happy Bipolar mistress In business swagger And I am so magical I am so tragic Pagan girl at heart Stuck in Secular static © 2015 boltsbutterfly |
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