Unic Cjonr Poet ABC

I Am To Shallow

Diaries of a heart 
broken soul.

Written in pain and 
sealed with blood.

Alone, I wonder the 
depths of my memories.

Deep into my fall.

I am to shallow. 

I cannot creep, but I 
have to crawl.

Thorns splinter the 
marrow in my spine.

What I have lost, can 
never be replaced by 
time.

I look towards the skies.

I am screaming. 

What wakes next to me 
everyday.

I wish I was dreaming. 

The demons of 
yesterday.

Claws at my shadow.

She refuse to pray my 
way.

She has her say, 
everyday.

Grey is the language 
when I talk to the dead. 

Silence befalls the 
lifeless, when they 
pretend.

To feel a little suede.

Appealing to feel dead 
and alive.

I am falling 

The voice of her echo.

Is the calling.

The noise is played next 
to pause. 

That which wants to get 
out.

I never let in. 

Yet, I am surrounded.

By her everlasting 
sound.

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