Beautiful Darkness, Bitter Reprieve by Cicatrixed, literature
Beautiful Darkness, Bitter Reprieve
With a chuckle, you say "well, at least you have no shortage of material" as if poetry didn’t fall out of my mouth like rotten teeth, as if these poems didn’t come to be to wash the taste of blood off my tongue, as if each line wasn’t the most bitter kind of reprieve, it is a beautiful gift to spill out the darkness as works of art, but do not forget— darkness is still what it is
