This life is burning,
Slowly guttering
Against this lonely air.
Despite my distant association,
Losing it all
over. over. over.
Breaks what's left
The dancing light, dying
A promised life,
Carelessly
Endured.
Without her
Without heart.
I wish for an end
That will not come,
Unforced.

The wound
So deeply bitten
It left but mangled flesh,
Young God
Picked apart
So savagely under the
weight of love.

Hung on hooks!
Hung on hooks!
A heart
With nothing left.
Remove
The offal
Without a motive,
Sitting in my chest.
Chase the soul out
from its
Ugly cage,
**** the light
That lived inside.
Don't look for me
Anymore,
Just let them know
I tried.

There is love in
my shadows
Tucked away,
In my dusky soul.
Resplendent
In its legend.
Written in
another
Tongue.
It's there.
Among the Ruins.

Pain is an abstract
Written
On souls and skin.
Bruises show our tenderness,
Though wounds
May lie within.
Twisted, broken
Flesh will mend.
Hearts yield
Against love's sting.
Beat me.
Bleed me.
Torture me.
I can't feel a thing.

It's been a year,
Since you left
Time's supposed to heal
But it hasn't touched
me yet.
Everything is the same
Tho the world
Has changed.
All the days are
numbered, and
I still feel strange,
Without your hand
                your voice.
I'm sick of love
I'm sick of choice,
I'm sick of always feeling this way.
Every single ******* day.
It's been so long,
It's been a year.
Despite the odds —
I'm still here.

I slept all day and
swam beneath black waves,
Neither alive nor drowning
Just hidden from harm.
Safe within the
nothingness,
Free from guilt & pain
Absolved from burden,
Never wanting to find
my way back
To bitter consciousness.