Uncle Dan (darkaddictsd) wrote,
Uncle Dan

  • Mood:

No rhymes, no meters.

Savage, barbaric, sadistic, wicked, deviant.
Honorable, protective, sweet, warm, loving.
How can one person be so different?

A jester's cap distracts from the sage's eyes.
Wisdom disguised by humor, sadness put on display.
All covered by the infectious smile.

A killer's soul, a victim's heart.
The two rip apart the man.
The need is hidden by nature.

When do the Fates cut loose the tapestry?
Can someone have a future when they are already dead?
Or are they simply trapped in a living purgatory?

The blood, long since washed away.
The hands, never knowing an angry touch.
The scars, visible reminders of pain, never to be forgotten.
  • Post a new comment


    default userpic

    Your IP address will be recorded 

    When you submit the form an invisible reCAPTCHA check will be performed.
    You must follow the Privacy Policy and Google Terms of use.