Where is the key?

I am thirsty for the blood
Its raining again, I start to rust
My lust, my trust they are all gone
Its all a game of avoiding failure
But when you cut me do you think I still bleed?

I do not hope , I do not want
I do not wish , I do not think
I do not breath, I do not live

I am dancing beneath the rainy sky
My movements are slowly stopping
I am rusting, I don’t live anymore
When the world around me is burning
Under the rain , my heart is yearning
It screams under the rust
Give me the love, give me the lust
Find me the trust, succeed


Responses

  1. cari104 Avatar
    cari104

    This is quite frightening and I hope you’re not really self harming 😉 I love the use of rust in this poem it’s very evocative of rain, erosion and time passing.

  2. MisaTange Avatar
    MisaTange

    Also worried that you’re not really self-harming (but it’s a deeply personal subject, so you don’t have to tell us). Also love the usage of the word ‘rust’.

    1. Srdjan Solkotovic Avatar
      Srdjan Solkotovic

      No no I don’t . Its really useless to me as I can really take a high amount of pain and not feel anything so there is no reason for me to hurt myself. Also its a silly thing to hurt yourself, no offense to those who practice this because of their problems but I hope that they will stop and just try to live their life peacefully even if its hard to do.

  3. Antonina Avatar
    Antonina

    I see the rain is one of your favorite images in your poem, and no wonder – the healing power of water that can wash out old pains, misunderstandings, troubles and thoughts is precious for every sensitive person.

    1. Srdjan Solkotovic Avatar
      Srdjan Solkotovic

      It is something calming about rain that fascinates me. I like thunderstorms and rain a lot , it just brings a peaceful atmosphere to my mind .

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