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Apr 12, 2011

0 Don't fit in poem

The sadness inside my heart is like layers of waves
that takes the vibrant colors of a sunset, and sweeps it away shade by shade
into the abyss of my soul, where there is no day

I am consumed by starlight, as I gaze up into the heavens
millions of wishes seemingly remain untouched
and my heart hungers to pluck them from the blackness
and have them tumble from the skies in fiery awe

Why do I crave this sweet satisfaction of chaos
to destroy- seems but beauty and art to me
and I know not how to classify the emotions that begins to expound within
or how deep the heartache is which collides with this forbidden sin

how sweet is the taste of destruction, when you just don't fit in