Jan 2014
Inherent disregard to my own scars
drain this chalice of my inebriated blood
akin to the taste of cyanide, cascading down your tongue
a sacrilegious demon may not be evil
my church is but of rotting wood and bone
my fragile prayers are not enough to hear
no, not enough to hear such a far away thought
reverberating in my head the battle rages
never ending echo, forever, la douleur exquise
drain this chalice of my inebriated blood
akin to the taste of cyanide, cascading down your tongue
a sacrilegious demon may not be evil
my church is but of rotting wood and bone
my fragile prayers are not enough to hear
no, not enough to hear such a far away thought
reverberating in my head the battle rages
never ending echo, forever, la douleur exquise
Inspired by la douleur exquise a term that defines one who craves the affection of one who is unattainable. This is how I feel or would feel in said situation. I can't say if it's me. Thanks Lee.
