Violet Sky

Violet Sky

A Chapter by Matthew Kult

Watching another sunset alone in my room

Telling myself I should be admiring it's inspiration

In reality, I am crying my soul out in private desperation.

Why can't I be good enough? or even have better...stuff.

Why did I get stuck here?  No, no more tears!

 

Alone in my room, under a velvet sky

Telling myself some fretful lies.

Wanting to die.

Going to cry!

wanting to die!

Telling Myself those filthy lies.

 Alone in my room, under a Violet sky.

 

How did I get here? Not those F****n' tears!

Why can't i be tough? or shed some of the...fluff?

In reality, I am crying my soul out in private agitation.

Telling myself, I should look like some glorification.

Watching another sunset alone in my room



© 2011 Matthew Kult


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Beauty is sometimes missed by the sullen.

"How did I get here?" "What happened to me?"
"Why can't I be stronger or better?"
.......
All questions I asked myself.

The simple answer is that you couldn't because you just weren't.
..
but you can always be a better man or woman, tomorrow.

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Matthew Kult

1 Year Ago

Thanks for the time. It's appreciated.

Matthew
light and ashes

1 Year Ago

You are welcome!! Feel better!



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a sorrowful outpouring of emotion in the deepest of hues ..

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Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 2 people found this review constructive.

its like an hourglass of emotion trickling down powerfully endlessly
flowing I loved it Amazing

1001/100



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1 of 3 people found this review constructive.

Very nice set-up. It's a difficult place to be when you're reaching for happy inspiration and you just sit and cry. This is honest and sad. A well written piece. I like.

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3 of 3 people found this review constructive.

Very, very structured and unique to the point of cleverness, a well prosed piece, well done, great read.

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I love this poem and its symmetrical form

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1 of 2 people found this review constructive.

So they rays of sun were able to share some of their inspiration with you.

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Hands down one of my favorite poems I've read on here. Perfect, there's nothing else to say . . . ~BlackCl0ud

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Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Another nonshock piece from you. And quite good. I like the not quite mirror image. With just enough change on each side to give slightly different meaning. Very nicely done I love it!

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2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

I'm in love with your poem title, lol. But more than that, it's your word style, the realness display.

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

lovely! its very inspirational (if that makes any sense) and flows very well!

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