Sweet desolation ****** at me Like the frigid fingers of death Creeping slowly closer Hiding in the rifts of my happiness Waiting For a chance A chance to pull me under Finding purchase in my memories Distorting them Killing the weak And defacing the strong Never to be the same
The desolated parts of me And lost time Hiding from the monster in my closet Thatβs now in my head I welcomed it Thinking it would vanish But looking back to find it Crawling through my very being Growing as a deadly cancer But keeping me alive as food Until the time Itβs strong enough to take me away