BITTER GLASS

The Kaleidoscope of our colors keep changing,
from blossoming flowers to pebbles of stone,
we used to watch the rain in every moment staining,
our muddy feet and the white winters of our flesh tones,
Happy once, sad moreover,
where have you been all this time?
I’ve spent most nights shivering in stormy weather,
as you climb your mountains each on it’s rhyme.
our fight is now frozen,
I can’t seem to feel anything anymore,
once a stone, I am now what I’ve chosen,
a glass of bitter shatters and bones.
smoking hearts in black ink and powder,
smoking sands, the colors of my veins,
I write with this pen what once mattered,
and declare to replace your throne with another king.
So.help.me.God….

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