Through the storm.

Crumbling walls fall down upon my broken wings.
Crimson tears stain my porcelain skin,
so many battles,
I cannot win.
The darkness dances through the shadows
Unseen
Untouched,
Scraping his claws across my flesh,
Breathing fire into my soul,
Tearing away my floral dress.
The walls are closing in,
I no longer sing,
The sky is turning scarlet red,
As reality creates a vortex,
Inside my muddled head.
And suddenly,
It’s clear as day,
all the things I want to say.

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blossom666

Welcome to my blog! Here you will find different forms of creative writing, lots of swearing, erotic poetry, random thoughts, beautiful imagery, but most of all you will find a version of truth. My truth, this is the way that I see the world. However, all of my work is a form of creative writing, a combination of truth and fiction. I write to express my creativity, not my needs!

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