femmme fatal
Bluelighter
Sometimes i wrap myself in darkness,
I pretend everything's alright;
but a somber voice reminds me,
that i really needn't fight.
I'm so sick of all the details,
and i'm heavy with disdain;
I'm so soaked in my own stigma,
i've lost zeal in staying sane.
So I shall shed a hapless tear,
and fade out to sallow grey;
I feel as long as I'm a detail,
I'll forever be this way.
My abraded thoughts forget me,
my omission takes their place;
and so becoming obsolete, i find,
is nothing short of grace.
aj the femme
I pretend everything's alright;
but a somber voice reminds me,
that i really needn't fight.
I'm so sick of all the details,
and i'm heavy with disdain;
I'm so soaked in my own stigma,
i've lost zeal in staying sane.
So I shall shed a hapless tear,
and fade out to sallow grey;
I feel as long as I'm a detail,
I'll forever be this way.
My abraded thoughts forget me,
my omission takes their place;
and so becoming obsolete, i find,
is nothing short of grace.
aj the femme
