Sunday, February 27, 2011

two

Venom deep.
Tear open the skin.
Make it bleed.
The black stains the casing.
A life on display.
Pain on the surface.
Bite the bottom lip.
Push the anguish away.
Never to heal.
The color fades.
Memories stay.
Of the pain.
Of the moment.
Of the experience.
Of the love.
Of the lost.
Dig the shaft in deep.
Consciousness I wish not to keep.

Terrified too much to sleep.
Doomed forever to repeat.

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