Blood searing my veins
Cauterizing countless lacerations
My wounds seep with 
The acidic taste of my life
I sit-
Unaware of my soul
Leaking out every pore
Dripping slowly away 
The greedy 
Cracked concrete 
Drinking up my essence 
Until all I am left is 
Tranquility

adam-l-alexander

Tranquility

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marsha-singh

A soft landing after a hard fall... 
Nicely done, Adam.

patti-masterman-heterodynemind

I disagree. I think tranquility is often the only thing left to us.
We are only human and can't sustain intense feelings forever.
That's what happens to love. (I'll slap myself for saying that now  :) This is good, needs no changing of lines!

neva-flores

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