'Begin an end.'
By blackheart
Masked with an obscurity, Some, Salvador twist in geometry. Bending me sideways and stretching me out, i ache from this hostile monstrosity! The reflection that i see, When i peer into the darkness, Marks me with the simple depiction... That i am nothing more, Than the darkness that i stand in, i’m scarred by some sick black infection. Raped by the shadowy fingers, Some milestone by which, i don’t pass. Savoring moments i’m simply alone, Before once again into darkness i’m cast. The ardent exposure i feel, Compels me to rupture my soul, Regardless of the picture you paint... Stroke upon dream, That will not come true, As one more line marks me replaced. Dull, i sit in silence, Staring at the floor, Finding little pieces, Of the life i once adored. Mesmerized i falter, As the memories disappear... My time is up... It’s over, ill not be happy here. As i'm... Turned before the audience so jaded, i smile outside the hollow dark within. Whip me one last time so I may fall upon my knees... This is it, my time is up, it’s over... My, death, begins. Written February 7th, 2002 © on Feb 06 2002 09:05 PM PST, harry luck 0 • 10
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