colourful minds

colourful minds

A Poem by Ananda RCJ
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travelling to the darkest parts of the human ind, being sent there by repercussions in life, highlighting that this is crucial to grow and feel true elation, specifically aimed at a broken heart

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Split this head and watch the colour pour out, size seventeen boot caving my skull and leaving me shattered. Desperately trying to create with the blood oozing out of my being. Extraneous to myself, clutch this heart in your hand and squeeze, send me to degraded fucked up analogy's. Send me to countless cigarette butts and uncountable  nights fuelled by a bleeding brain or blocked synapses ending with tears carving your name out on my face. Send me to a world where you are everywhere and the marks imprinted throughout my being all drip black with blood, leaving your name in the dystopian madness splashed red across my phyce. Send me to the depths of my mind so i can create art, send me to black solitude with your name as a glowing beacon and i will revel in the pain. Send me to a place i can plug these holes for this is draining the life out of me and i fear normality will sink it's clawed and insidious fingers into my cerebellum, send me to dark oppressed emotion and let me work master pieces. Send me to knowledge through the black rain depression only a broken heart can spawn, for happiness and the thought that in the end i'm fucked either way makes my heart turn and my stomach drop in ways no emotion or thought can render feasible, this feeling sways in the wind with no attachment. My resting state is active, I aspire to loose myself in the world and become nothing, i aspire to leave my mark with words and dance around a uniform fire with cascading thoughts, hand in hand with like minded people. I crave to feel at home in as many places as possible. Drag me to the depths of sadness, i crave knowledge, let me be as fucked up as i can so i know what that feels like then elate me to the highest points of the human mind so i know what this to feels like. I wish to be everywhere of everything, i wish to surround myself in vibrant circles, i wish to HURT and to love, i wish to delve into the dark secrets of all that it means to be human, i wish to improve. Cave my skull and fulfil my dream, i will create it in the endless tapestry that cascades down my warped body from your impact. HIT ME.

© 2016 Ananda RCJ


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Ananda RCJ
ignore grammar problems

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