Post by xunpredictablel on Nov 2, 2009 19:32:42 GMT -5
|Title| Untitled
|Rating| pg13?
|Theme| angst -
|Notes| Wrote this just a second ago, not my best work but it raged through my pencil, leaving me with hand cramps twice. It must hold some meaning, then, huh?
Why are you running away?
Your hands are bone and stray to this perfect land..
Blue water- burning sand.
But you're pale,
And bone.
Why are you running away?
The bone crumbles to dust and tears create paste..
Haste- pick me up and rub me in your cracks.
You're whole.
But I'm still a hole in you.
Why are you running away?
Laughter rings the air but you're senseless.
Darkness- wait in the blackened room with your Indian tribes rocking you to sleep.
But you trust them with a lullaby.
Don't let me be alone this time.
Why are you running away?
Your crimson feels dancing on your otherwise - plain hips.
Bright red on translucent white is a delicacy.
Don't be what you refuse to see.
But tainted with poison,
streaked with hate.
Why are you running away?
Flashes of happy grey eyes, dancing in the shadows behind you.
'Don't let me be alone this time' you whisper.
But you're dreaming and your lips only move-
The words never uttered.
Why are you running away?
Pale dresses dance around you but reaction is like a fire- covering your face with tensed hands.
But the fire is white.
Ever consider- tainting the innocence with black?
Why are you running away?
Without courage to stay...
|Rating| pg13?
|Theme| angst -
|Notes| Wrote this just a second ago, not my best work but it raged through my pencil, leaving me with hand cramps twice. It must hold some meaning, then, huh?
Why are you running away?
Your hands are bone and stray to this perfect land..
Blue water- burning sand.
But you're pale,
And bone.
Why are you running away?
The bone crumbles to dust and tears create paste..
Haste- pick me up and rub me in your cracks.
You're whole.
But I'm still a hole in you.
Why are you running away?
Laughter rings the air but you're senseless.
Darkness- wait in the blackened room with your Indian tribes rocking you to sleep.
But you trust them with a lullaby.
Don't let me be alone this time.
Why are you running away?
Your crimson feels dancing on your otherwise - plain hips.
Bright red on translucent white is a delicacy.
Don't be what you refuse to see.
But tainted with poison,
streaked with hate.
Why are you running away?
Flashes of happy grey eyes, dancing in the shadows behind you.
'Don't let me be alone this time' you whisper.
But you're dreaming and your lips only move-
The words never uttered.
Why are you running away?
Pale dresses dance around you but reaction is like a fire- covering your face with tensed hands.
But the fire is white.
Ever consider- tainting the innocence with black?
Why are you running away?
Without courage to stay...