The Seed Within
So you want to know, you want to know everything
Where to begin…
Maybe start with the spiraling theme of my reality
Or perhaps the picture I painted with blood, so bright and brilliant
Black has settled so deep within the skin, never to be drought out
But yet lying on the ground drying out, no wait
That is red, yes it’s red
I am not shielded from myself and yet I don’t know how it happened
Which one to choose…
Take the blue one, no take the yellow one
Wait here this one is the one, take the red one
Let it gag the tragedies of my forgotten self
Let it become the seed the grows within me
Keep taking it until I’m scratching at the walls
Scratching at the surface of this dirt
Feeling it grow within me, now becoming infused as one
Both reds blend together to create such a plastic smile
The red one; by now I have forgotten who I am
Who am I?
I am the sole regret of life
I am what I thought I seen in my dreams
I am what rips a heart apart in a moment of happiness
And now you want to know the truth, the whole truth
And now my soul sings: “Are you happy, happy, happy, happy
Are you happy, happy, happy with your plastic smile”
You don’t wear my shame
Written January 6, 2009
Copyright © Kristin Baker | Year Posted 2009
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