Green Vs Blue
You sicken me
those eyes,
the blueness turns to grey
and that grey is adjustable
it can wipe the moon from the sky,
erase the memories of you and I.
But one thing they cannot do,
is lie.
Mine green.
Oh so green, they scream
and fight,
frightening, calm eyes.
They can see right through you're grey ways,
they see right through the truth.
Because deep inside those dreamy eyes,
there's a curse.
A curse so dense, it's hidden
deep in the ground, beneath the tree's roots, beneath the worms hole,
to the core of existence-
and that is where it hurts,
when you bleed inside out, you try to cover up
thinking I'm some sort of idiot,
dumb.
But you don't think I get it,
you don't think I can puzzle it together
and all I really think to say,
I feel bad for you,
you're about to see the worst,
you're about to witness true greeness,
the kind that doesnt protect dirt, give shade to life
the true kind-
and I don't care if it hurts.
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