Saturday, December 12, 2009

wraith

every single word to every song

you seem to utter from your lips

erradicates this gut feeling

like morphine to pain

I can make this feel

dead

soon enough



anchors drop to the dirt

reaching its iron hands down

every ocean is lined with heartache



she used to walk so delicate

however, that has turned to stomps

underneath the stairs

the wraith, she sings

there she remains

every night, like you

reading words she can't even comprehend

slowly breathe as the blade cuts



and here we die

never to speak

deliver me from salvation



you were a vision

over and over

under the water



tonight we become

heaven and hell

eaten away by moths



cancer eats away at your soul

and mine

menacing like a drunken old man

every night over and over

release me

a





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