Secular Static

Secular Static

A Poem by boltsbutterfly

Some 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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Pleasing to read, catchy rhymes. The lines contradicting the others effectively projected bipolarity.

Posted 9 Years Ago


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