Metronome Massacre
Eyes weaving through rusted lace
raindrops snow upon the cheeks
the same same blank face
you've known for weeks
Not a soul to embrace you
deaf to each breath you take
numb to every heartbeat thats true
blind to the smiles you make
loneliness succumbing your stares
insanity hears your silent cries
obscure ropes and anonymous glares
metronome voices massacre the mind
Memories evanesce into the dark
Abyss cradles your weary heart thereof
Is there not another emotion
Of being unloved?
Copyright © Alyssa Finley | Year Posted 2007
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