The Words of Death
Darkness shrouded in tears upon my face, as I watch
the essence of my life fade away with every slice of
the words, like a athame cutting the ritual blood line
of life. Pain subsides in my head as I ponder death
over life in my eternal soul, breaking like glass,
shattering like a mirror, over and over again in a silent
room unknown to those fooled by a false smile hiding
my tears hidden in my heart as it cries out. Words
broken like knives thrown against a wall of blocks
guarding my happiness are locked away forever as a
prisoner of poetry, written as a gift or a curse to my
life , are connected like a life machine unplugged as I
lye dying in my darkness, letting go of love and life
mixed with lust and sadness. I walk through the mist,
fearful of gettin too close to anyone or hurt will come
as a plague upon my heart, breaking like the rain
upon my cheeks mixing with my tears forever.
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