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Lately my past-times have included staring at your face
I can almost taste
Almost feel your grace.
Black sand seeps through the cracks
Metal rises from the ashes
I didn't mean for you to create.
What have you wrought?
Insanity calls
Interlude from nights spent in halls
Wandering aimlessly
Black birds following me.
It was a lie
I want to cry
But no blood will come to my eyes.
Won't you save me, save me
dear Madonna?
Call me to die
But even death is not victory
Escape from reality
No such option
I only exist in reality.
A summer of misery
Once again I am shadowed
Hollow eyes.
I once read of a princess
Transformed in the light of the moon
Met her prince charming
And ran away on prose
But in this decrepit place
The princess's heart has been let to waste
And the prince's heart will never beat
Drops of blood hide the blackened rose.
Sculpt back together my desolate heart
Lest my breathing never again start
I need to hear-
Let me back inside
Turn back time tonight
And lock me back in the dark
I fear what I see in the light
Nighttime softens fright
Edges cut in day
I cannot escape, I will not try
When there is no solace to even die
Chained up in these sheets
Hold me or else I'll feel
Carve out my heart
Impossible perfection
And leave me to bleed out my life.
I can almost taste
Almost feel your grace.
Black sand seeps through the cracks
Metal rises from the ashes
I didn't mean for you to create.
What have you wrought?
Insanity calls
Interlude from nights spent in halls
Wandering aimlessly
Black birds following me.
It was a lie
I want to cry
But no blood will come to my eyes.
Won't you save me, save me
dear Madonna?
Call me to die
But even death is not victory
Escape from reality
No such option
I only exist in reality.
A summer of misery
Once again I am shadowed
Hollow eyes.
I once read of a princess
Transformed in the light of the moon
Met her prince charming
And ran away on prose
But in this decrepit place
The princess's heart has been let to waste
And the prince's heart will never beat
Drops of blood hide the blackened rose.
Sculpt back together my desolate heart
Lest my breathing never again start
I need to hear-
Let me back inside
Turn back time tonight
And lock me back in the dark
I fear what I see in the light
Nighttime softens fright
Edges cut in day
I cannot escape, I will not try
When there is no solace to even die
Chained up in these sheets
Hold me or else I'll feel
Carve out my heart
Impossible perfection
And leave me to bleed out my life.
Behind the mind of Nadia Cloud
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I am going insane. A little prose dedicated to that. I hope I'm just PMSing....
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