A chasm of chills
Bleeds futile Dreams
Dull all these years
A wrecked man-child collapses into himself
Just to emerge to a miserable conscious back again
Deep within thy depths
Dead within the deep
A silent dirge Buried inside a human casket
Strike of strike
Somg strangle, some chain
And other aim to burn
Until every vein and bone are crystallized
Tears and trees and fears grow
I can be found between the pages
Where the wind of fear blows
Pain and pebbles lie low
There lies the answer to my daily demise
1000 steps lead straight to ethereal bliss
And millions of trails lead
To this hollow-graphic hard core
Soul shredding masterpiece and none
Could aid and nowhere to run
To rise from the pyre
Another lazarus engulfed by a blue fire
To rebuild and from earth's wonders
Rejuvenate or remain scattered ashes
When fleeting moments leave
A tender mark on the skin
And cut straight down your spine
Maybe after all this is done
And such horror-sickness will be gone
I will get "myself" back to be "mine"...
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