The rein of an inequivalent & shattered soul
possesses my fragile being.
Intrepid I emerge.
Colorized "black" I act.
Music stained with goth.
Fingertips painted white's enemy.
I walk the inked carpet.
Let alone neutrality be my style.
So with darkness and body intertwined,
I'm the rift between,
holiness and sin.
Categories:
inequivalent, death, life
Form: Free verse