day 62 . waste

you keep falling
through the empty euphoria
plummeting aimlessly as
daggers cut through your wings
dark red lightning piercing
deep into into your empty eyes
yet you feel no pain
for pain is for the weak
for pain is nothing but
a waste of time

Published by madmagpie

bipolar, clown, poet, wordbutcher, doom, gloom, love, espresso, paradise, lost, beyond

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