October 31, 2016October 26, 2016

day 126 . winning

punching the walls

tearing them down

scattered missing

the lights long gone

my eyes massacred

bleeding tears

doors sealed shut

walls morph into canvases

telling the story of

the bleeding knuckles

the story of madness winning.

Published by madmagpie

bipolar, clown, poet, wordbutcher, doom, gloom, love, espresso, paradise, lost, beyond View all posts by madmagpie

Matthew Tonks says:

November 1, 2016 at 11:29 am

That was intense!

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1. poxymadmagpie says:
  
  November 5, 2016 at 10:09 am
  
  Thank you. My life is a perfect mix of either over the top intense and kill me now mundane…
  
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