Haunt

Haunt

A Poem by Gaige

My sick strange darkness
Filled with faded trees
And wilted photographs

Blurred and buried
A foreign feeling of always
My siren softly singing
With the voices inside my head

Drops of watered down apathy
Trickling from cupped hands
News print headlines
Trailing behind my eyes
Describing a world
Only beautiful to the blind

I dream of you
A shadow of indecision
Doubt embodied
My flawed perspective of perfection
Always and forever
The beautiful muse
I wish I could forget

© 2012 Gaige


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Gaige
First time I've written anything in half a year, take it easy on me :)

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~ beautifully expressed and relayed... very moving work... that last stanza is particularly overwhelming... and the lines...

"Describing a world
Only beautiful to the blind"

... are stunning ...

Posted 7 Years Ago



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Added on September 3, 2012
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Gaige
Gaige

Folsom, CA



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