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Life Plays With Death

I’ve been needing your lies 

I’ve been craving your poison 

I’ve been missing your demons 

I’ve been loving your hater 

While I was playing with death 

While it was ing me upside down 

While I was freezing face to hell 

I’ve been moaning your name 

When my hands were trembling 

When my soul was jumping 

When my veins were twisting

I howled your April’s farewell 

Once Azrael was invited 

And the sky was open 

Then my mind got naked 

Your shadow was my only Savior 

My voice was resonating 

But from your ears was forbidden

My snow capped depth was on the summit of its alp 

Pleading you to be its shield 

That’s when you threw it into a dark swamp 

Claiming that you were lost in a blinded place 

Everything was mute and your bones were broke

But I saw you secretly radiating in a crystal ball 

You thought I’m nowhere nearer 

Was it amusing to fool a downcast lifer?

You were pushing my destiny to its sharp ending chapter 

Below the belts freedom was dedicated to a shrewd sinner

Meanwhile I’ve been taken to where nothing left to catch

Failures over the time of my rotten life have built my forgotten grave 

Gloomy butterflies surrounded my sick grove

No flowers to bloom no hope to suck

No words to draw no feelings to touch

No time to rush no remorse to scratch 

The door of paradise was barely visible 

But the clouds drove me to a fiery jungle

I begged life to be my sucker

One last elegiac parting with winter 

But death was an invincible fighter 

Loneliness was feeding my blur future

Chiselling out my anxiety within four blank walls

Then stirred up a wild storm of toxic fears

Moving on was the synonym of stuck in a rut

A sterile heart gave up on its darned patience 

Charcoaled love erased its existence 

Dry tears chained to these anorexic cheeks 

You shutdown the light you once heated up

Now I’m sober yet drunk on my coma 

Trying to perforate your karma 

While cleaning up my ugly Fantasia. 

Where I was your moon and you were my star

Copyright © Pyg's Whisper | Year Posted 2019

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