The dirges of the deafened cries
Cyclic in my ears
The ringing - Incessent as my voice
Never truly dies
Every aching part of this bag of bones
Screams with the agony
Of never knowing Home.
Verses upon Verses
Inscribed on broken heart
Visions of others' hearses
This is where fear starts
Perameter and Frame
Never suited me
I am a useless Dame
Never truly - free
With every eye thats evil
Ever tossed my way
I return it ten fold
As I toss the heart away
Love was always illusion
Blame my dress of Shame
Life never reaches Conclusion
When you never knew your name
Jan 8
Jan 8, 2026 at 1:04 AM UTC
The dirges of the deafened cries
Cyclic in my ears
The ringing - Incessent as my voice
Never truly dies
Every aching part of this bag of bones
Screams with the agony
Of never knowing Home.
Verses upon Verses
Inscribed on broken heart
Visions of others' hearses
This is where fear starts
Perameter and Frame
Never suited me
I am a useless Dame
Never truly - free
With every eye thats evil
Ever tossed my way
I return it ten fold
As I toss the heart away
Love was always illusion
Blame my dress of Shame
Life never reaches Conclusion
When you never knew your name