Sweet, fainted whispers from the ghosts in my room
Lurking to keep my bloodlined heart in their toll
Made of many human emotions, from gleaming joys to doom
Waiting for the irks in my head to at last unfold
That dream world of mine, dancing in black marble and neon lights
Awaits the interruption of anything that could have been good
Much like thr waking mind, glued to fanned wings from screaming heights
To a place I created so no need to be understood
Come by and you can find me waiting on the edge of the crystal clear skyscrapers
With those iconic wings sprouted from the bare of my back
So many chances for you to just take her
The best version you think you ever had
Shattered pieces make such pretty noise at night
The numbness begs for the REM to hit my skull with a metal mallet
Come away to a dark Neverland where the monsters never wait and never hide
Because something else satisfies their taste palettes
They don’t feed on human flesh, but on the tarstick of negativity
Shatter it from my bones and then swim away
How dazzling not to have to see me
Because even in being blind, those gold-studded fools simply cannot stay
Come nigh to the edge of this cinematic terror
Drink in the wind breaking your mind into a nightday
To a cataclysmic mix of the terrifying and the fairer
A place where all the solo hearts long to love and to stay
Love always,
Chayle
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The Girl in Grey
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