Day After Day
Day after day, year after year
Through the laughter and the tears
The mud becomes comparable to the water
Mere substance suitable to asphyxiate
Gives the means to claim a place beside
The ones no longer here
And whisper in your ear
There’s no need to cry
No need to be afraid
Minute after minute, hour after hour
Eternity blurs into one numb purgatory
Only discernible when clarity returns
Releasing the pain of hitting the bottom
The empty bottle falls, shattering on the floor
Leaving a slight resemblance of the remains of your heart
Time after time, end after beginning
Nothing left to take away the rest
All that remains is just enough to torture
Sunrise after sunset
Doesn’t matter much now
It’s not as bright as it should be
Could never feel as warm as it used to
Darkened portrait of the soul
Half-empty landscape of the life
That once was a life
To life
To give
To share
To die for
Copyright © Seth Cross | Year Posted 2010
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