Bruised...
The point stabbed, clattered. and [dunce] my soulThe aftermath moved me
The shatter fell to the floor and bounced back into my right hand
I jolted
The swing flashed against my skin
The bruise knocked my eyes shut
They opened
My mind laughed
My heart jumped
I ran....
The hue glowed heavy in tone
The beat rushed to my forehead
It overshadowed my ground
I leaped into space
The ground shook
Took me under
Forced me to get up again
The swing latched into my grip
I stalled
I swung
I forced the pain into my left shoulder
It exploded
We slammed hard
The movement was static
the charge was intense
It dribbled down the side
the warmth let lose
I rose, he fell
Space begin to circle my moves
the stars glowed
The room spun
We danced
The moon weathered
and here I am still in love with him
blackened eyes and a swollen lip
Still in love with myself...
(I feel like I am fighting against myself. I need to change. I need to be my own motivation. I need to step up my game!)
posted by Liber8Lyph @ 12:30 PM
2 Comments:
wow - powerful piece.
just take your time and be proactive. yo you got it in you man. i know it!
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