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my mind is idling
low and steady and the voices
are getting
restless,
thrashing against my
skull with the anticipation
of a child on christmas morning,
they howl with
laughter and spit on
the flames that
dimly light the
shadows under my eyes.
they’re coming
they’re coming
they’re coming
one day
when my hands stop
drumming against my thigh
impatiently
and the static of
my car radio dies,
silence will come
knocking on
my temple’s door
her hands icy cold
and her grin all but pleading--
it’s time to play.
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Come out and play, my demons
When the lights go out
Memories get foggy
And the silence becomes unbearable
All the negativity
All the insecurities
All the demons
Come out to play
Out of the deepest darkest pits
Of my mind and soul
Where so much rage
So much sadness
And so much fear
Are hidden
I play with them for a while
We laugh and dance
Like good buddies
Until the Dark Queen shows up
She aproaches me
With her long dress
Her pitch black hair
And her devilish smile
Making me think to myself
'It's gonna be a fun night'
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Her address is somewhere between lost and faraway
she was born in a dark room during a February sunset
so she called the night her hometown. and the
anthem of her bones was glass chiming, the clatter
of plates, quiet meal times spent wishing to sink through
the floor. and the evenings drove her home, to
Mother Moon’s wide-stretched moonbeam arms,
to her sisters sparkling like champagne fizz kisses,
and the mornings drove her to distant lands, desert
skies and sand-scorched tarmac mirages of oasis
palm-tree-pretty boys. she daydreamed about falling into
rainclouds’ bellies, of being cried out as a March drizzle,
of flooding the worn, beat-up bends of her little city’s high
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Devil Within
I don't know what
I'm more afraid of,
the monsters
that are out there
or the voice in my head
telling me they are.
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and today's sad poem is brought to you by the song Car Radio by Twenty One Pilots. (If you don't know the song or the band, go drool over them here: www.youtube.com/watch?v=92XVwY…)
enjoy.
*rolls away into the shadows under your bed*
enjoy.
*rolls away into the shadows under your bed*
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"cause someone stole
my car radio
and now I just sit in silence."
jesus christ my soul sings that song
I feel it in my bones
and this poem is a perfect companion to it UGH
my car radio
and now I just sit in silence."
jesus christ my soul sings that song
I feel it in my bones
and this poem is a perfect companion to it UGH