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Sleep Soundly

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The swirling of her vision
turns it all to black
while lights look on and think
How did we lose another?

Red gloves slipped onto pale hands
dead spirits stuck under fingernails
calloused palms, rough from wear
tightened grip on a false hope

Eyelashes, long and full
singed from edging too close
to a fire lit by corpses
smelling terribly of burning flesh

Irises, wide and blue
like a baby's innocence
a drop of black slips into the water
yet it's enough to turn it all dark

Hearts, given away in hopes of flower petals
have all bled out long ago
because of claws gripping tight
to a dream that's already gone

Whirlpools of light do nothing
black will always cover white
we learned that when we were young
painting pictures of smiley faces

Someone still sits on the couch
downing a beer, telling you tipsily,
Do whatever the fuck you want with life
Nobody'll ever get out alive.


And as insanity eats away at the last hints of life
will everyone finally realize?
Y'know, it seems like everyone that's called "insane"
are really the only sane ones here.


© TheRealDeidara29
I'd like to hear some opinions on this; what do you interpret from this poem?
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