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...Desiccation
By SolApathy
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2FdP0eS47ts
Burrowing into the shadows of my blanket
Can’t face the world in this mindset of decay
Cluster-fucked catastrophe of emptiness everyday
Filled with the dread of the thoughts that’ll soon fill my head
“there’s a joke here somewhere and it’s on me”
Into this pillow my tears bleed
Hearing your voice like a jagged hook
Begging to drag me out of my empire of sorrow
Begging me not to wait until tomorrow
My spark snuffed out by an overextended dream
These words that flow in my mind have no meaning to me
Tell me how I’m supposed to explain thoughts to you
That even to me -confuse?
I burrow deeper into depression
Your love regressing
Knowing there’s no hope in wasting time on me
Putrefaction of my once weathered smile
I waste away in my own bile
Can’t face the world in this mindset of decay
Cluster-fucked catastrophe of emptiness everyday
Filled with the dread of the thoughts that’ll soon fill my head
“there’s a joke here somewhere and it’s on me”
Into this pillow my tears bleed
Hearing your voice like a jagged hook
Begging to drag me out of my empire of sorrow
Begging me not to wait until tomorrow
My spark snuffed out by an overextended dream
These words that flow in my mind have no meaning to me
Tell me how I’m supposed to explain thoughts to you
That even to me -confuse?
I burrow deeper into depression
Your love regressing
Knowing there’s no hope in wasting time on me
Putrefaction of my once weathered smile
I waste away in my own bile
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© 2020 SolApathy
Published on Wednesday, October 3, 2018.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Author's Note:
...Smells of decay burrow too deeply and will never fade...AwayComments on "...Desiccation"
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On Friday, December 7, 2018, sTr8-jAcKeT
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wrote:
Of wilted soul, that puddles so; I see the day is black. Tortured thoughts begin to rot upon this dungeons rack. Loved this piece.
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