Indigo Burns

I've posted this poem on multiple websites, its one of my favorite poems ive written

Rain trickles down the window pane
A soft indigo blue like a pulsing vain

Fire may burn inside my heart, but explodes, leaving its scorching mark

Water sprinkles from the starlight, it sizzles,burns but soothes

My face turns red, I roll of the bed, my body fighting for life

My heart races, the cloth laces, sharp like a butcher’s knife
It burns its way through my soul, into the embers of coal

Let me die here in peace

It hurts but will release…

The fiery, splintering, angry feeling

The culprit that makes my heart urn

Its dark, its black, its painted in slaps…

It's my indigo burn.

Reviews

[zainul]

Indigo has profound influence in your life.
You have expressed this influence in a wonderful manner.
Adore your endeavor.

[Derek Sparks]

This was awesome. I loved it. Will check out more later.

[Emma Marie Taylor]

Thanks so much! I'm glad you liked it!