Garden Of No Tomorrows - Poem by Unic Cjonr
Petals blooming in the musk of the moon.
Violet is shining true to the colour over my liquid spoon.
Vivid is my addiction.
The is no limit.
My mind does not sing along with time.
Cravings crawl the crevices on my skin.
I am burning.
Far too many demons I let in.
I do not plead for mercy.
I will not beg.
Give me pain.
Tear at my bones.
Rip my flesh.
But be warned.
I will wake immortal on the slayers land.
I will be the hunter.
Come dark or light.
My hate will not subside.
I do not forget a give.
Souls of the unkind I will reap.
Holier to be.
I spit my blood to ash on a fires back.
So go ahead.
Stake my heart.
Heat my memories.
I am the cost.
I am to blame.
My rainbow bleeds my sorrow.
In and out of the Garden Of No Tomorrows.
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