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all within is still as death skin tingling with every breath flash of light on a silver razor do it deep and it will all be over
deeper this time, further still sorrow beats the force of will unsure of where the pain begins losing even the simplest of dreams
slowly slipping into the abyss aching for loves gentle kiss an end is only wishful thinking too hopeless to be numbed by drinking
desperately searching for an escape turning out the lights, closing the drapes tears spilling in desperate surrender release can't be found in this lonely november
hidden safely in the drawer is the razor seeming the answer to both death and life a walk might help the wounds to mend tears quickly freezing against the wind
bright lights line the empty street they are just another marker of my defeat sitting silently at the grave in the cemetery one more night alone just another of many
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