danica mcdonald

i live in a fucking hole.
death surrounds me.
life is nowhere to be found.

slowly moving from one frame to the next.
all in black and white.
colorless crap day to day.

except for the blood.
that is the most beautiful red.
the brightest color there ever was ever is.

falling though the darkest blacks.
and the lightest grays.
only to fall back to black....

danica mcdonald's Works

Poetry	2012-02-08	voices
Poetry	2012-02-13	fuck you
Poetry	2012-02-18	perfect picture
Poetry	2012-02-18	anger
Poetry	2012-02-18	cancer stick
Poetry	2012-02-18	cut
Poetry	2012-02-18	sex
Poetry	2012-02-22	silence
Poetry	2012-03-01	lie
Poetry	2012-04-13	waiting for you
Poetry	2012-04-20	rejection
Poetry	2012-04-21	show myself
Poetry	2012-05-31	done
Poetry (Personal)	2012-06-17	pain you caused
Poetry	2012-06-23	gray
Poetry	2012-09-27	water
Poetry	2013-09-16	Life

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