Why am I alone?
I feel myself
Melting from the sides of my mind,
Burning acid holes
Bubble, frothing.
I know what it is to be alone
But nothing could prepare me for this cold dark place.
So sick of the lies
White and wispy,
Floating away in sinister clouds
Leaving me in this empty space.
It's like you carved the heart from the walls,
Left them gaping, bleeding
Pouring out all the memories
Of times long past.
They run in rivers,
Collect in pools,
Feed the angry strays,
Leaving behind
Only a skeleton constant,
A shallow replication
Of what was once here.
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