Soul so weak
God, this feeling
Whole body numb
Eyes dry
Mouth a metallic taste
My hands tremble, my stomach groans
What will become? What has gone?
Please, keep those needles out of my arms
Just let this take its course
My knuckles raw from walls
I’m trying to break through
Holding fast against my fists
Tears collecting in lashes
Waiting to spill over
One final cry, one last little whimper
Before...
After Before
Here lies I
Grave I dug my whole life
Finally deep enough for sleep
Without the interrupting world
Hands to catch me I wish none
Into darkness lay my head down
To slumber I resign
Awake remain kinship and love
My wish for black, cold Earth
Given meaning in death
Cares more forgotten, child like smiles
When my shadow disappears
The sun shall blanket my empty world
After all, with this light
I may one day be the weed you uproot
Or the flower you trample
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