Agony
So cold the airy night sift through the ruin, and flash into my heart, hollowness
within the veil of pretense.
Tiredness beneath the tears, vein dry of earthly feel. Deflowered by
agony, i lay indecent. Dead and benumbed i am underneath the base. Cry Cry
Cry, Please, let the light glaze against the hope.
Wounded and wanned i am, legs sapped, skin shrivelled in pain,
senseless within the woe, derangment is the pain within the anger that rip
bleeding my senses void.
Oh! felicity is lost to me, mindless you must be to my prayers! Vale et al,
poena infinitus.
Copyright © John D Stemist | Year Posted 2006
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