leakin through my veins
seepin past my heart
it freezes my soul
can’t get past the cold
air of the dark-
ness
that I breathe in
scream to fight off
but it won’t stay off
i’m betrayed and i’ve frayed to shards of
an old ghost
lost my glow
lost that elected touch.
Oh I want the goodness
but the goodness don’t want me.
or could it be…
“Help me get out, hell is holdin on.”