From Death
Blood fills the tears.
I suffocate inside my
sadness.
My eyes refuse point
blank to cry.
Do you smell my fear.
Do you hear the ages
calling in years.
Deaf you are.
Blind you act.
Even what sees.
Without one to please.
The burnt out trees.
What I sell was sold.
Inside the deepest pits
of hell.
What breathes down
my neck.
Is the taste of Death.
She wants me back.
Just to break my back.
When I leave home.
She screams my name
out in anger.
With love and with hate.
Words letter the walls in
my mind.
Front to back.
In and out.
The sentences never
rhythms.
What I read is printed in
blood.
Until I have finally died.
She will never have
enough.
She will never give in to
Up.
I am engraved with the
sign from time.
Letters signal my defeat.
Unannounced without a
sound.
Silence whispers where
What is found.
My name is screamed.
The noise always ends.
When love turns soft.
From Death.
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