shards of a broken soul

i have toxic running through my body
my mind is clear
and i smile a genuine smile
after a thousand broken eyes
and charred lips.

i am no longer the one
with a soul that reaches out
and cures the wounds under my skin
nothing more than a
tangled reel of broken cassettes
and tainted plastic bags
in the corner of the street
unnoticed and torn.

intoxication is sweet when
you don't wake up
and face a life the sun has turned
away from
since the day the moon collapsed
and burned down the
thousand stars upon my fingers

1 comment:

  1. i came across this piece while randomly this video playing on the other browser:

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YO82u7CKj1k&feature=related

    ........
    EPIC.



    and i miss you.

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