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Paper Skin

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The sky fell down this morning
Shattering to pieces on the sidewalk
I cut my finger on a fragment
Looking at my reflection in the filament
As it spun out of control
I never liked the way it looked
When blood mixed with rain
Diluting the color of the enemy
The color of my hate...the color of my soul
Somehow I knew that you'd be there
Waiting in the empty space
Where all time has stopped and breath
Holds itself in place
The stagnant air is priceless
Like peaches in the spring
And I am open to your wrath
The bruises taste like lust and rage
I wish it would pour again
Tear down these walls to the foundations
Open me up to the rampaging sky
Let me drown beneath you
Where I still can't catch my breath
Among the pieces of sky on the sidewalk
Like a rag doll in the choked gutter
Kiss me once...
You make it look so pretty
And my skin so paper thin peels easily
This poem is one of my more recent ones. I tend to write a lot about things like war, love, passion, unrequited love, sorrow, regret and so on as a way to purge my soul. And that's kind of what this poem is. Me purging my soul of some things. This is basically a poem I wrote after a break up with a guy who started off a complete gentleman and in a very short time morphed into a psycho but it was still really hard to end the relationship for some reason. Anywho...thoughts? Comments?
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Thank you so much!