Break [Acrostic]

by Daylight Lucidity   Sep 10, 2013


Bullets of depression pierce happy thoughts and bleed the color from
Rainbows. The streams of colors fall down my flushed cheeks as my pain
Escapes with each sob, shadowing an
Already unstable heart. Allowing walls to rise and produce a
Kaleidoscopic lock. One more push, and I'll fall and break.

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  • 11 years ago

    by Redangelwings

    This is crazy. Like really really good and different for a sad poem. You would never think of bullets and depression as happy but you did and how what a way to word this. I love how you say rainbows are your tears but they are colour. Pain escapes and it shows how much you hurt in the way you write. Amazing. Your heart is unstable yes. I think that is true for each time you are hurt. If you fall off the wall so to speak you will get hurt yes. This poem truly has beautiful imagerythough and very unique wording. I liked it a lot though. Xx