colourful mindsA Poem by Ananda RCJtravelling 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
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 RCJAuthor's Note
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Added on May 19, 2016 Last Updated on May 19, 2016 |