beautiful day for being 40 below( Quotive nakey collabo)

[allnakey]

Allnakey/ Quotive

The noose of sporadic snow
Falling along the morning shore
Ice creeping in from frosted over water
Towers of screams, scream even louder
Dancing winter Dandelions
Wilt and die in beauties eyes
Furnished over glass impalement
Making dark good byes, deepest of deep sediments
Sent away for lesser prays of non existence

she's born in the winter
but she dies in the spring
she's warm in December
thats when she takes flight with her wings
shes surrounded by trifiling things
The gloomy skies make it difficult
for her to be normal, she wishes she could change her physical
image, during the summer, she remains invisible
why can't she fit in? why are other peoples games to ridicule?
she experiences pain, its pitaful...
the original thoughts developed in her brain, are minimal...


Frozen emotions, her structure forms below zero.
Each pedal is a sign of depression.
The pain and suffering is depriving her essence
Anguish lies in her flesh, which
means she was never given the slightest impression
that she was beautiful, but USELESS.
Theres room for so much change, but no room for improvement.
Its become difficult for her to sprout, because she hasn't found the energy.
Shes confined to darkness, with herself, she drowns in misery.

She cannot correct mistakes that exist in her complexion.
She cannot change what she visualizes in the mirrors reflection.

She's beautiful, a mistake placed in a trife environment.
In the depths of death are where her unrighteous nights are spent.
Her days in heaven.... in God's hands is where her priceless life is kept.

Don't judge her...
because her difference is JUSTIFIABLE.

Walking the path as her hand stick to the side of her
She sees the feathers falling from the sky
But it’s middle of winter, the birds can’t survive
Surrounded by the dried up lakes
That left flakes of dust, in her face so flush
Red and gray are the blood and tears that fade
From her face, as she tried to put crying aside to waste
Non-Catholic to their religion, she conforms as an outcast
Believing in god and heaven, but not their evil pretendings

And as The bottles close and open in all free will
It Opens caves of lightning induced electric waves
And Closed whims of the less lighted days
She’s now away from home
Indicted and sent away all alone
With No forms of communion
She’s Just unguided and rebellious to all retributions
She’s left to the solid winter
Left as another half grown non-encompassed flower

This is from a while back, just re-postin

[Quotive]

lol.

[RealMS]

Believing in god and heaven, but not their evil pretendings

Muah! I like this line^


And as The bottles close and open in all free will
It Opens caves of lightning induced electric waves
And Closed whims of the less lighted days
She’s now away from home
Indicted and sent away all alone
With No forms of communion
She’s Just unguided and rebellious to all retributions
She’s left to the solid winter
Left as another half grown non-encompassed flower

This part too-gives the line Quotive wrote about (-not judging her b/c her difference is justifiable-) justice, but I also got the feeling to not feel any sympathy, that its not what the poem's purpose was, or something. And now that she's "grown" or grown up, rather than the beginning of the poem, where she was only growing up, she's made the decisions that she's made and now she's just stuck in the pattern. I'm just thinking. Good piece you guys. Keep writing.

-Much Love

[Bhitiah]

^^ lmfao @ RealMS


I know why you posted this. I'm glad you did too, I dont think it did what you had intended it to do, But Only I really know what i'm talking about so I'll shut up.

Anyway, I dont think I saw this collab the first time around. Glad it got reposted regardless of the circumstances. I'm late replying to this, Sorry allnakey. My bad.

Anyway, Stay up fellas.

[Quotive]

^ What was so funny?