Cotton Clouds I pray One day To float on cotton clouds And rain my pain away… I am suffering Through the insufferable Breaking in my core Where God once made me unbreakable My pain follows me around But its footsteps are untraceable I profit from my skill Of being perfect at being incapable Wounds they may heal But the scars are not erasable Silently, inside of me My soul screams Only chance at survival Is to daydream I play a role each day My truth is not as they see I have lost my true self In the double life I live daily I’m not who I’m supposed to be And it’s this disconnect that pains me I am a conundrum With an emotional complex I am a light in this world Yet suffocating in my own darkness I am fruit with no seed But they seek me for the harvest I can’t help but love With this dead soul that is heartless I am blaze sent to purify Just wish that I would spark less I seek not deliverance At least not from my sins I seek only balance To this pain that I am in I find I’m fighting a battle I have no chance to win I just want to make it through Without more harm to my skin My face is pale, eyes are weak My blood now runs thin I am way too young To always feel this drained My life is way too good For me to feel this pained I function way too well To be considered insane Yet with all that said There are these demons in my brain That causes me to dream of cotton clouds And being freed by rain 8/13/13 Copyright © Soulistic_Poet®, 2013. All rights reserved.
Posted on: Wed, 14 Aug 2013 21:16:16 +0000
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