Palace of the Innocent

The weight of the world on a woman's shoulders feels unheard and like the truth of who she is doesn't matter.

Palace of the Innocent

Don’t you see me standing there

The ribs of my chest are open

I’m crying and I’m trying so hard to breathe

Somewhere over the ocean of blue

There is nothing 

And I’m standing as the waves flow 

Where ever are you going? 

There is time to find out so

Here I am. Here I am. 

Gamma Rays. Gamma Rays.

The two mirrors beside each other

Ever be happy are they?

Chimes raining down in the air

God’s angels fly high up

Arbors. Sound Call.

Demonic eyes. Cast me down.

Industrial screams. Mind shattering.

Sketch me. Sketch me. Sketch me. 

Instant Response. Instant Repose.

Flames the licking tongues

Blood soaked cracking wallpaper

Time me now. A*s back against the floor.

Stand me up. Doll with strings. 

Open my mouth. Feed me acid please.

Pound my veins. Trace them true.

Skittering hallow plumes.

Happy. Fake. Mirage.

Too small. Too Late.

Plastic Masks, the divine fortune.

No consequence. Call me putrid.

Absolutely. Yes Ma’am I be.

Inventory the snakes.

Pink wasn’t clearly there.

Loyal and frail.

The name of the dog?

Criminal. Saint. Dead.

The truth. The truth?

I’d like to hear it from you now.

Purple pens lined up in stacks.

Academy kid with blinds intact.

Romantic and weak I confess.

Pocket of holes. Leaden shoes.

Ask the question you came here to ask.

All the clouds and stars.

Destroy me. Destroy me.

Debts paid? Debts owed?

Did I spell it right?

What is it that this says?

Enlargement of the cancel. 

Magnify the disquisition. 

The cards lay square.

Does anybody see the blood?

Even truth escapes faces.

One look. Shadow cast.

Watch the moon.

He’s seeing it all.

Wandering eyes.

Fate is sealed.

Sit down and be.

Up front please.

Author's Note

I was inspired from real life events and The Glitch Mob's Palace of the Innocent. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W_j9WociXrU