Caspar Justin Matthew Rose

artist, writer + adventurer



Hallowe'en Night (Resist)


I persist to resist,

This supposed bliss,

Through my teeth,

I grit,

The once me,

I miss,

Times I’ve climbed higher,

I seem to fall faster,

Reaching but failing,

If I persist to resist,

What is this false bliss?

Bare with wait,

My breath he’ll take,

Want or not,

I brace,

And fake,

My heart may break,

My spirit will tarnish,

My fists will clench,

My soul remains varnished,

I hold and pause,

I take a breath,

I persist to resist,

My shattered bliss.

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