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Pastel

The faces are blending
They all look the same
The colors, the textures
They never seem to change
They are becoming something, something darker than grey
Mixing and fading into time and days
Hours go by, and I look at the clock
The tick tick ticking makes me go into shock
Like I’m being lit on fire
Another person fades away as I get taken higher
Higher and higher, I reach the top
The roller coaster goes in circles and I just want off
It never ends, it always depends
On how strong I am, how I begin to weaken
I lose myself, in the swirls of faces
The general public, the people and their races
These places, are never going to change
My sanity is breaking and it can’t be maintained
Who am I
Who are you
What sets me apart from the lies and the truth
I can’t seem to see, I can’t seem to breathe
I can’t seem to end this horrible dream
Even though, I already know
I’m wide awake
Don’t try to touch me that’s a mistake
If I happen to break, if I happen to snap
The plastered mask that covers me will start to crack
It starts to peel, it starts to fade
The smile that was painted is demented and strange
The mask is chipping, falling and breaking
My strength is subsiding and my body is shaking
The colors I’ve known, or at least I thought I knew
Have morphed into colors that are full and true
If this is how I die, if this is the last thing I see
It’ll be the greatest death ever, this is the beautiful democracy
I won’t fight this, it’s too beautiful to behold
I’ll cry and die as these colors unfold

(2013)

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