In My Dark Little Corner Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

In My Dark Little Corner



I've seen the lies.
Time to cut the ties.
Such a blood soaked sunrise.
As the tree cast a long dark shadow.
The light still does shine.
Just not where you would expect.
Shaped by the misfortune of the tortured souls that came before you.
A warning written in glitter written down on a piece paper worn and faded with a single coffee stain to remind you of the time that has already passed by.
A gamble, a roll of the dice, no such thing as a sure thing.
No matter the preparation you make.
Better to go half cocked then keep putting it off till it's too late.
If there can be such a thing.
I already found it long, long ago.
Memories that seem like a dark fairy tale, or in someone else case
a nightmare in which there is no escape.
I take pleasure with thought I made it to the other side.
It made me emotionally bullet proof.
You won't even make it past scars.
Please dig deep, I enjoy the pain cause by those long jagged razor sharp claws.
You can't even get close.
Completely isolated.
On a secret island buried deep within my head and heart.
Movies playing in background with fimilar faces and the violence that goes with them.
But no noise, absolute silence, reading body language, lips tell me if you can interpret the gist.
A mimes interpted dance.
A wonder lust kind of glance.
But that's not towards you.
You have been frozen out in everyway that way that matters.
So cold and distant.
Can you feel the indifference.
This rosey smile was never meant for you.
On the inside of the glass looking on through.
Evaluating all my options.
Past this house, past this god forsaken unheard of little town.
Past what I know so personally.
Past the box I put myself in so long ago.
No longer afraid of uncomfortable change, infact most days I would welcome it.
With arms wide open.
No, no, oh no I don't need your kind of love.
It's got so many hooks.
And I already feel I'm too confined.
A prison of mind.
Too much time to think.
So I close my eyes, go to sleep.
And dream of all the possibilities.
The time is always now.
Every single moment in the present.
No more frivolous expectations holding me down.
What has lost has now been found.

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