DARKNESS-
The blue sky rolls over
DARKNESS surrounds her
It’s going to be a long night
There’s no end in sight
No longer cares to fight
Accepts the truth
Unwanted as she is
It’s obvious she is hurting
Lost on her path
No lamp for her feet
Her heart overaged
It felt too much
Shoot it up with lidocaine
Anything to numb the pain
Soreness of soreness
Exhausted by her madness
Can’t catch her sadness
Dreams to vanish
Hates to complain
Maybe she’s gone insane
There’s new terrain in the valley
Hard to explain
Loss plays on repeat
Burnt out by grief
Digs her own grave
She’s no longer heartache’s slave
She cries out
The angels can hear her
Yet not one of them tries to save her
Condemning her to hell on earth
She’s now making deals with the devil
Together they’re in step
They’ve danced a thousand times before
Revenged by the past hearts she’s broken
Now awoken and outspoken
Satan enjoys choking her with devotion
Time moves in slow motion
Haunted with his every touch
She’s gone limp under his fingertips
He loves to play the coroner
Her autopsy is pure agony
Almost a corpse
He torments her with no remorse
Gutting her out
Emotions spillover
Hemorrhaging thoughts
The experience is visceral
Fast is merciful
Her pulse is weak
He finds her heart is sick
All four chambers necrotic
Abused and neglected
Spirits decomposing
Thoughts black as the DARKNESS she’s walking in
More anxious than not
She’s lost all words
She’s unheard
Wake her up when it’s over
Lay her into the earth
Cover her with dirt
The ground wants to swallow her whole
Ashes to ashes
Dust to dust
Her prayers sound hushed
Forever sounds nice
Beware if you listen
Calmly she whispers
I don’t want to be here
Make my DARKNESS turn into light
Show me paradise…
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