Chapter 46 of 58

damned

bloodredroses | poetry106 words~1 min read

bleed me from my intestines

illiterate anesthesia -

creep into my indifference

and underpass my underpass,

replace all my insides

or resurrect my intellect.

seep my eyes in silver lights,

'cause we're all out of golden nights

create some more illusions

then grandeur my confusion

and please excuse my prudence,

but on earth I am human.

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I've been listening to a hell of a lot of Nirvana stuff lately and it inspired me to write something so metaphorical that it almost doesn't make sense anymore, but just almost... leaving it up to your interpretation though :)

hope you liked this one <3

xo, S🌹❤️

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