Can we talk?

Silvertounge Poems

cant go im busy running toward my own memories looking back at the Path behind its quickly getting shorter than the one in front of me And the sea of regret advances Death do us part I made a vow And currently Im feeling the under tow ******* me its so seductive I want .......im succumbing I...... Icant. ... Im letting go My heads swimming Icant fight it im being swallowed The current The tides taking me..... The mordant received from the infidel the hell of halucinations Seducing my mortality Hear the boards creaking as i waddle blindfolded towards the gallos The short fat man reading my requiem Now i feel the beckoning The ground is fallowed No more tomorrows no more sorrows No turning back the halls to narrow Im fractured i cant move i feel the damp soil leaching Slowly mixing with the marrow im hollow Im destitute within without solution I cant defend this incomprehensible Delusion The firing squad is my love my only witness the prosecution my soulmate and the one who throws the switch at my execution Tunnel vision dirt infusion shallow grave i feel the worms writhing .....i did my part she broke my heart