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jueves, 4 de enero de 2018

Toxic.

I hold no fear for self-breakage,
I refuse self-help.
But you should fear me when I break,
I feel like rotting everything around me
if I am broken myself.

My agony is slow and I am sentenced
to wander half dead through the remains of my own body,.
I shall follow steps of the new born victims
and take their blank spaces and their gloomy realities.

I am nothing but a shadow,
and under the rain I vanish,
and I am cursed by the sunlight to never reappear.

Do you ever feel like being ugly?
Or do you ever feel like breaking patterns?
'Cause I don't fear being different,
rejoiced by the weirdness of my features.

I am the queerest contraption.
I sleep under the warm roofs like the mice do,
and wake up to the sound of the floods.

I run fast like lightning,
and I will hunt you inside of your lucid nightmares.
I hide to smile,
for I hate the sound of other human's laughter.
Laugh is contagious,
I might infect them with my radiance.
I am the happiness slaughter,
and I would kill to make you cry.

I am the monster under the shiny mask.
Ashes cover the isolated paths upon which I will seduce you to walk.

Fear no ugliness,
fear no dimensions,
fear no change,
fear no darkness,
fear no inner hate,
fear nobody.
Not even yourself.


~AbrilRouge~