Random Thoughts

Pieces of yesterdays
Collected, sieved and saparated
Into, subgroups
Into laughter and sorrow
Pain and joy
Merriment and funeral

These walls are closing in on me
It seems no escaping
Slowly
I'm starting to swallow me
Buried beneath thoughts
Worries clawing my heart
Clawing and clawing
Lacerations made
Crimson red dripping therefrom

Dived off emotional cliff
Dived head first
Despite its a plunge into the unknown.
I have torn off my face
So I can see what I now look like
Oh how shrunken
My skeleton has pierced my skin
Like a lingerie
Spread over the spiky stem of a rose plant.

Licking our elbows is now fun
We pluck stars from the sky
The sun is our play ground

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