Parallel parking of the PeanutButter Soul

In the dark I’ve dwelt
In the light I want to live
of what they want, I’ve none to give
percieved the velvet blackness
it’s wild beats start to slow
in deep the thorny vines do grow
swimming in Heaven’s warmth
Embracing Hade’s fiery light
Scarred infintely, my fallen plight
On the carousel of Demons N Angels
my soul they won’t save
I danced on the hanged man’s grave
Revive myself, I must
Bloodied hands rip and tear this weed
Pain, I’ll endure till I’m freed
Leaving this isolation wonderland
Reinvention of heart and mind
Forward I step, to whatever I may find.

11-03-08

Parallel parking of the PeanutButter Soul

Ashley Huston

Lynn Haven, United States

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some of my self-theraputic poetry/writing. most of the time it’s not gonna make a whole lot of sense.

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