Tuesday, October 25, 2011

why I give up

abyss.
swallow me whole and make me black
dark, alone, a fleshy sack.
life.
alter me completely and make me shiny and new,
I am a fucked up rendition of what used to be you.
future.
you are foreboding and bleak,
strangle me with worries and make me weak.
heart.
you are a piece of shit that cries,
you can not control your wails that reach up to the skies.
soul.
you are lost and i am drowned,
we can not be saved from this cold ground.
Lord.
where are your footprints in the sand?
why will you not take me home by the hand?

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