Whisper Your Secrets Into The ChatboxA Poem by Koda Demitri Tucker-Elric
It hurts when you find out the truth, doesnt it?
You must have a lot to think about
On these drab summer days
Alone and waiting for him to write you
I know, I know how it feels.
But these extremes
Are they worth it?
Secrets pressed on the lips of liars
Just like you
A lustbug amoung the wolves
Walk along the stairs we humans call "feelings"
You love him, I know it.
I have experienced that love myself
Touching the sky while falling
A broken parachute while the clouds carress your skin
But this...why this?
True colours against the canvas
This artist is sick of painting such a picture
Do you not think of the acid you spit?
Of the words you speak and actions you display?
A shocking revelation
A smear over the signature
The hour of twelve is soon upon you
And this, this that I know
You will be forced to eat the acid you spit
And I won't feel remorse this time
Used to cut your tongue and then
Will you spew the blood you've spilt with these words
I will become what I've always felt
These chains you call memories cannot hold me forever
I will be that ghost of black
What we normal humans call Truth and Confrontation
So snuggle under yours covers tonight
And as you continue to reject his hints
This ghost of black will break your shields
And place a mirror on the ceiling
So when you wake
You can see
What a monster you, my lustbug
Have truly become
© 2012 Koda Demitri Tucker-Elric
Added on August 20, 2012
Last Updated on August 20, 2012
Koda Demitri Tucker-Elric
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