DeconstructionismOh, sweetheart,Deconstructionism2 years ago in Scraps More Like This
she's agony in lip rouge
& flares of discontentment
are cracking through the dernier cri.
Execution.I wore your heartExecution.1 year ago in Scraps More Like This
around my neck
on a ribbon of lace,
to keep it safe.
You met someone else,
to whom you poured all your love.
He came one day,
and took your heart,
tying the lace
into a hangman's noose.
Breaking Freefloating through a mental hazeBreaking Free1 year ago in Scraps More Like This
(the walls slowly tremble, chase)
a blade of grass as sharp as
or am i just consumed?
wingless, i try to hover
a pulsing maze shrouded in gloom
the vengeful lights hike through my eyes
but humans' world is still alive, arise
the harrowing trials of dragonflies
i break down, deformed, to my demise
(at least i'm free --