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unmaking the monster
cells split and fireworks open in my veins
can you remove the rot
without taking the tree
does wishing it away
make the monster well
lipstick on a pig
swine with perfume
idiosyncrasies haunt my house
and I dont deny them the chance
to dance with me
dance of death, dancing to a watery grave
if she saw me now
I wonder if she'd dance with me
soft hands and innocent eyes
she lets go and hopes I can swim
unmaking the monster
cells split and fireworks open in my veins
can you remove the rot
without taking the tree
does wishing it away
make the monster well
lipstick on a pig
swine with perfume
idiosyncrasies haunt my house
and I dont deny them the chance
to dance with me
dance of death, dancing to a watery grave
if she saw me now
I wonder if she'd dance with me
soft hands and innocent eyes
she lets go and hopes I can swim
I feel like a dropped plate
and all the pieces lost
empty, nothing
but swirls of colour
in my head its empty and I long to go home
when I was 10
I asked to be an adult to get me out
now im here I have no where to go
dreams tell me im a void of complaints
my body tells me im not here
I drive myself into a corner and tell myself im a ghost
and that i dont need to die
because I already am
I haunt people with my feelings
and they exorcise me into obsurecity
but im still here
haunting my hallway
haunting my bedroom
haunting my house
in the trenches
Beer, Babe's and definitely blood
stuck in a glass bubble
blown by the heat of self hatred
i am here of my own volition
and the pedestal i put you on
glows with hopes i have for you
burning myself in return from the glare
it feels like the dreams, emotions and love i ignored
things, i can no longer ignore
my bones are black
and crack with a crystalized self that never saw the light of day
only the burning glow of self hatred
reflected by a mirror held by my hand
but i tell myself it's another
Evocative masterpieces by Emil Melmoth, where dark surrealism meets the macabre
IG: emil_melmoth
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she followed me home
