Thursday, March 6, 2014

An Old Friend

Life as I know has awakened
My eyes gaze through the looking glass
Cracked and shattered from this war inside of me
Steaming tears of blood run down my cheeks
All is still and quiet 
Peace comes like a rush of wind
As the white dust falls out of the sky
My body is mangled and broken. Breathing becomes difficult 
As I watch my blood 
Spread like a thick fog on the ground
I have lost. I have nothing left.
Pain has won there is no turning back
Second chances are of the past
In time i will become one with the earth
As for my soul it is lost and forgotten 
No where to be found
I welcome death like an old friend
Leaving nothing but my imprint behind


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