Surface Depth

Surface

A real body
so
real blood will bloom.
And thrive

A true heart
so
true emotions hate, love, joy, grief will bloom.
And glow

A pure soul
so
a pure spirit will bloom.
And shine

A clear mind
so
clear thoughts will bloom.
And sparkle

Depth

My false body
so
false blood, shattered bones will writhe.
And die

My blank heart
so
blank emotions, cold, fog, ash, wind, will writhe.
And stare

My grey soul
so
a grey shackled spirit will writhe.
And screech

My blurred mind
and
a world, of broken glass and tangled thoughts, will flood into this one.
And kill.

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