Tainted Words, An Illness That Consumes
Thoughts of dying inside
So much pain I hide
No other options in sight
Nothing can stop me
No longer will I pour my heart into the abyss
It come's now, the darkness
Suffocating the air so thick with deception
Walls creeping closer, encompassing fear
Blinding screams ring through my head
As mercy abandons me
Concealed between the pages
Line after line
Word after word
Losing faith
A piece of the whole that will always divide
Seeping through my broken soul
The silence of demise takes over
Inside cries of surreal pain claw my flesh
Tearing a once tender heart
Drowning in my own bitter tears
Dragging chains of broken dreams behind me
Sour love songs
Blah, there he said, she said ****
Like an illness that consumes
The ticking of the clock, running out of time
Tainted is the grail of hope
Now filth runs from its rim
Its poison bitter sweet as it passes my lips
Bringing with it the promise of eternal nightmares
Never waking, forever dreaming, forever screaming
All the while knowing the darkness is killing me softly...
Copyright © Tracy Edwards | Year Posted 2012
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