Glass reflecting human form flawed by being born. How should this form live amongst the living when the living have eyes, expectations, and no
understanding of reality? I’ve walked the shores hand in hand with love, but when it was fast asleep I took a peak of what it was dreaming and when I looked around love was in love with perfection.I kicked the savage out the door. He had the nerve to cry on his deserved curb and tell me he was hurt and I vowed my feelings forgotten.The form, this form, this body wrapped around my eroding soul iswhat has always mattered but now a matter to me, a matter, an obsession.I knocked on a devil’s official door and his secretary brought me into his office,on his desk he spread out breasts sliced from love’s dreamsand told me how he could suck all that was unsightly from me down a tube,a feeding tube that led down to his goblin brigade.I signed the contract, paid my debt, and was ready to rebuild my soul.Disease festering in a young boy, his eyes yearned for a cure, but this was more important.Lay me dead and naked on a carving board, slice my flesh and rip it from my bones.Push the answer in and pull the guts out that make me a human, the guts that keep respect rolling on the floor laughing at me.As I lied being torn apart I dreamed a thousand dreams:dreams of leaves being painted tangerine by autumn and sunlit rain fallingsoaking my hair and sun dress while I splashed through puddles of liquid gold .Dreams of people who walked with one another, talked with one another, were only spheres of light that took no physical form. Dreams of all hope and wisdom that had ever came before me and lived within me, but the dreams abruptly got sucked away, sucked down the feeding tube and landed in the mouth of a goblin that chewed them with small pebbles he had for teeth.My eyes opened and I saw the flames of the devil’s fire, it engulfed me and began squeezing me through the vacuole. I knew there was no return.Blackness, consciousness, pain, pain...For weeks there was nothing but pain, pills, spinning, and black paint swirling in my brain.I heard the screams of a woman, I do not know who she was crying to, but she begged them to let her child be healthy. Over and over again she cried for a healthy baby or to just let it die inside her own dying body. Her screams sent ripples of angst down my spine, why couldn’t this wretch leave me alone, couldn’t she see that I was trying to get my rest? Light, sight, and now I had a new found power.The devil took one look at me and bid me farewell and deemed me the most perfect perfection she had ever seen,and as I made my way to the door she handed me a booklet of noses.I found love roaming the streets and I invited him to come with meto my testimonial dinner. Love was in awe of my perfection,my friends cheered and told me how they realized just how grotesque I was before, and my family smiled.I only cared that love was looking at me and now my life was complete.Again I walked down the shores with love and I knew this time nothing could beat me.Again when love was fast asleep I took a peak at what it was dreaming,even though I knew it would be of me.I looked and looked around but nothingthen, everything.It was me it has to be, I am what love wants, I am what love needs,I am perfection!But I was wrong, and there my mistake stood staring me in the face.I was perfection, but I wasn’t the only perfectionand love was in love with all the perfections of the world.My dreams were lost forever and I could have held on I could have foreseen,surely I should have foreseen this!Right as I stood in the middle of love’s dream my soul disintegrated and swirled around me.
It took the form of a glass sphere and shattered. Could I have saved myself? Could I have saved the boy? Could I have saved the mother?
I was too selfish to even try.
Everything went to this, this form, this body, love,
I should have let bad love go and stood on my own.
I thought my soul would be stronger than ever and now it’s destroyed.
I sat on the ground broken thinking I would never really live again, there was nothing to do
but wait for the sound of my bones to clank on the cement floor of hell.
But as I sat alone I realized that I had been so blind
I had always been perfect but I was society’s puppet
and now there’s nothing left but healing and educating.
understanding of reality? I’ve walked the shores hand in hand with love, but when it was fast asleep I took a peak of what it was dreaming and when I looked around love was in love with perfection.I kicked the savage out the door. He had the nerve to cry on his deserved curb and tell me he was hurt and I vowed my feelings forgotten.The form, this form, this body wrapped around my eroding soul iswhat has always mattered but now a matter to me, a matter, an obsession.I knocked on a devil’s official door and his secretary brought me into his office,on his desk he spread out breasts sliced from love’s dreamsand told me how he could suck all that was unsightly from me down a tube,a feeding tube that led down to his goblin brigade.I signed the contract, paid my debt, and was ready to rebuild my soul.Disease festering in a young boy, his eyes yearned for a cure, but this was more important.Lay me dead and naked on a carving board, slice my flesh and rip it from my bones.Push the answer in and pull the guts out that make me a human, the guts that keep respect rolling on the floor laughing at me.As I lied being torn apart I dreamed a thousand dreams:dreams of leaves being painted tangerine by autumn and sunlit rain fallingsoaking my hair and sun dress while I splashed through puddles of liquid gold .Dreams of people who walked with one another, talked with one another, were only spheres of light that took no physical form. Dreams of all hope and wisdom that had ever came before me and lived within me, but the dreams abruptly got sucked away, sucked down the feeding tube and landed in the mouth of a goblin that chewed them with small pebbles he had for teeth.My eyes opened and I saw the flames of the devil’s fire, it engulfed me and began squeezing me through the vacuole. I knew there was no return.Blackness, consciousness, pain, pain...For weeks there was nothing but pain, pills, spinning, and black paint swirling in my brain.I heard the screams of a woman, I do not know who she was crying to, but she begged them to let her child be healthy. Over and over again she cried for a healthy baby or to just let it die inside her own dying body. Her screams sent ripples of angst down my spine, why couldn’t this wretch leave me alone, couldn’t she see that I was trying to get my rest? Light, sight, and now I had a new found power.The devil took one look at me and bid me farewell and deemed me the most perfect perfection she had ever seen,and as I made my way to the door she handed me a booklet of noses.I found love roaming the streets and I invited him to come with meto my testimonial dinner. Love was in awe of my perfection,my friends cheered and told me how they realized just how grotesque I was before, and my family smiled.I only cared that love was looking at me and now my life was complete.Again I walked down the shores with love and I knew this time nothing could beat me.Again when love was fast asleep I took a peak at what it was dreaming,even though I knew it would be of me.I looked and looked around but nothingthen, everything.It was me it has to be, I am what love wants, I am what love needs,I am perfection!But I was wrong, and there my mistake stood staring me in the face.I was perfection, but I wasn’t the only perfectionand love was in love with all the perfections of the world.My dreams were lost forever and I could have held on I could have foreseen,surely I should have foreseen this!Right as I stood in the middle of love’s dream my soul disintegrated and swirled around me.
It took the form of a glass sphere and shattered. Could I have saved myself? Could I have saved the boy? Could I have saved the mother?
I was too selfish to even try.
Everything went to this, this form, this body, love,
I should have let bad love go and stood on my own.
I thought my soul would be stronger than ever and now it’s destroyed.
I sat on the ground broken thinking I would never really live again, there was nothing to do
but wait for the sound of my bones to clank on the cement floor of hell.
But as I sat alone I realized that I had been so blind
I had always been perfect but I was society’s puppet
and now there’s nothing left but healing and educating.
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