Monday, June 30, 2014

Demons


This little faith
I'm cursed with
These silenced
screams,
At the back of my throat
I'm choked with

This black void
Of nothingness
These running rounds
Of emptiness
Shorten of breaths
To illusive happiness

This desperation
In fatigue
This loneliness
Of defeat
This heart,
That can't be healed

On my knees,
You stare me down
I hear a sound
'Old friend of mine,
Its all over now' 

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