The boy of green-black darkness

His shoulders are a man’s

His lips a man’s

His bones a man’s

His hands a man’s

Yet inside him I can only detect

The faint glimmer of madness

The harsh blade of sadness

And in their depthless abyss

His eyes call out for mercy

When all I can hear from them is

“Let go of me”

*

written 2nd of January 2016

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4 Comments Add yours

  1. Nicodemas says:

    Wow! Incredibly beautiful.

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Hehehe thanks! šŸ˜‰

    Like

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