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His majesty

Author: MysterydarkPoet
ASL Info:    20/f/Aust
Elite Ratio:    3.13 - 157 /295 /173
Words: 159
Class/Type: Poetry /Depressed
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His majesty

Even my own house 
Doesn't feel like home
Each corner hides my shame
Holds my sorrow,
Cradles my pain.
& so I try.
I can run, but I can't hide.

So I'll close my eyes,
beg for a different tomorrow
& paint it all
Different variations of blue
Colour and blur my eyes
To seeing only you.
But a mirror won't lie,
Just sink a heavy heart-
& so i can run, but I can't hide.

Each lampost
Each street
Each tree
Each home.
A washed out grey.
Every word,
Sounds the same.
But still I run,
To find a haven from such pain
But oh, if such a place existed
I don't think it would want me at all-
Because I'm nothing,
If anything at all.

Just let it fall.
From high upon your shelf
Let it spill,
Soak and stain.
Cause you're so proud,
A king of your own game-
You've let my colour drain.

Submitted on 2010-03-27 04:27:52     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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