Faceless, Nameless…


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I’m heavier than heaven…
But lighter than air…
Simply complex…
Darker than fair.
Innocently guilty…
Of a victimless crime…
Frozen in motion…
Ahead of my time.
Lovingly despised by those that don’t know…
Secretly adored by the ebb and the flow.
So much more rounded than the average square…
But not much smarter than the average bear.
The tallest of midgets in a forest of gems…
The brightest of dunces on flowerless stems.
Maybe being blind helps you see clear…
Straightens your backbone…
Removes all the fear.
So staring at pills…
And playing with knives…
Becomes our history…
For the rest of our lives.

Kris — 8/9/2011.

Published by RubIxSKube

Complex individual... card-carrying goth/mosher/metalhead. Writer of poems and lyrics inspired by life and compassion... through depression and pain, I see with a clearer eye... I let music and poetry become my bullets to fight off my demons. I'm beautiful as a car crash, as leaves without their trees... but I'm imperfect perfection baby -- unique, disturbing... me! ;) Be inspired, be an inspiration... and most of all, believe...* Guns

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