Cloudy Grey, Dreamwidth Red #16

[analogbasilisk]

Name: who I can’t be
Story: poetry collection
Colors: Cloudy Grey saturation, Dreamwidth Red (#16. Reply)
Supplies and Styles: postcard, photpgraphy, saturation, chiaroscuro, pastels (day 02. fantastic)
Word Count: 136
Rating: teen and up audiences
Warnings: mild religious imagery
Available on AO3

let me say: I’m a little fantastic
and little sarcastic
they’d say I’m insane
but I was forged in pain


and I can’t play pretty melodies
I can’t pray for a god I don’t believe
no saviour to accompany me
to tell me who I’m meant to be


but I like it when my fears multiply
I think my tears could purify
all the burdens I still carry
all the demons I vowed to bury


and to mollify me
can something reply to me?
but the sky is empty
but my heart is empty


in words I lay my truth
one I’ve denies in my youth
burn to defy
raised to rectify


this fate forced upon me
of who I can’t be
a furious static in my brain
how I am supposed to be the same?

Comments

[silvercat17]

story tag added

[analogbasilisk]

Thank you

[bookblather]

Dang, that last stanza hits hard. I also really like the slant rhymes in this. I think they're clever.