I'll leave the rating the discretion of the reader... lol sorry about that.
This was just an experimental sort of piece because I want to try something new with my poetry.
I hope it's not completely incoherent, and that you (the readers) understand how it was meant to be read xD
Interpretation up to you. Thanks and all critiques are welcome!
-Jackie
The notes: black and bold, scrawled out in permanent ink
Written on this here: this crumpled paper that resides in my chest
Sheet music: coated in coffee stains and tarnished by burned edges
Etched into my heart: scars that forever bleed out your words
They spell out: bold, italics, underlined in cursive script
Your name.
It’s not just: gnawing at my very soul
My heart: long overdue for happiness to swell my veins
You’re engraved: stitch me up before the wounds re-open
In my brain: a stack of thoughts unspoken
And you’re driving: a rusted up vehicle, the engine ripped out
Me: an abstract picture that has yet to be painted
Insane.
The song: an endless solo of silence
That spills out: into an empty auditorium with no open seats
From the: aching fingertips that tap out in rhythm with
Instrument: the unsteady beating of the box in my chest
Known as: a lethal lullaby in which there are no words
My lips: do not part, eternally sealed together
Cannot be: inevitably a never ever forever of us
Tamed.
And I am: a self-portrait drawn out in poisonous lead
Not ashamed: blood is the only color on my palette
To read: this music that burns with the essence of tragedy
The notes: black and bold, scrawled out in permanent ink
Written on this here: this crumpled paper that resides in my chest
Sheet music: coated in coffee stains and tarnished by burned edges
scars that forever bleed out your words
Etched into my heart.
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