An A+ poem from my high school days. Enjoy my emoness. |
I am from Tartarus, From darkness and flames I am from the heat (Crimson red, evil, all in vain of love.) I am from the shadows the light whose glowing eyes I remember as if they were my own. I am from pain and hate, from war and the pits, I'm words and actions from phrases and fist, I'm from the fury within your very soul and your upcoming death I'm from emotions and ranks, love and war, From the psyche-soul Logical thinking, The red, red rose, the deep bitterness Morphed-changed from a life of pure hate, anger, and angst. Fire flows within my veins. On the outside, there's a masked kitten all can see. I am from those moments-I realized that the world's cold and bitter and heartless. Pfft... Phoenixes don't shed tears, Chimeras clings onto me, Banshees don't wail at me, and I defy all rules of reality. I'm from somewhere none could ever reach. I'm from the insanity within your very mind. Past-Please, if you don't get this, it's taboo. Where I'm from, ADHD is awesome, Schizophrenia, Nymphomania, and Bipolar is welcomed. I don't inject a syringe of unicorns and ignorance into myself like all children, I inject myself with the truth and fantasy. I don't grown cold but I live in it. This is where I'm unproudly from. Oh. There's something deeper than affects the now. There's more to this tiny, little kitty that you all loathe so much. Many thoughts, Idle thoughts. You'll never understand, will you? I am out of your reach. Can you cope with that? I think you could because you've already lived without for far so long. I want to shout- Scream with my hoarse voice for the sanity of every day life. "What a wyrm..." My thoughts wavers over to the bitterness. My insanity plagues my mind. I'm proudly insane. |