I’m dying just like you promised
I can feel your truth robbing me
Every breath I take
gives me something new
Yet it takes away
The creaking of the stairs has grown louder
My steps must be growing heavier
The radiance of the world once glimpsed light
has begun to eclipse
My options are becoming slim and malnourished
Looking heavenwards I can’t see a thing
I’ve blinded myself with ambition
But I’m learning to only take fleeting glances
lest I drown like the sun
I’ll live chained like the moon
Basking in eternity in my own filth
Print gives me nothing new
The catharsis began within and will never stop
birthing and growing in infinity
Until I find the whole and the reason
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