Sunday, November 1, 2015

Dark Mode

My heart is stuck
In dark mode
Dark thoughts
Dark deeds
Dark days
Dark needs

I am sinking
In inky blackness
These impressions
Tattooed on my soul now

My mind is warped
Twisted and scrambled
Still making sense
Like a digital rose unassembled
Torn from the center of my heart
Scrunched up and thrown apart
All over the world wide web

Random, still making sense
Losing, yet winning
This unwinnable game
This fucked up dark romance

I zip my mouth sometimes
I tape together my fingers
My thoughts clutched in night's fist
But when I close my eyes, your scent still lingers

So I breathe
I breathe
I breathe you in
If love is sin
Then love, count me in.

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