...Too Much Time
By SolApathy
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s4ACjyobAug
External manifestation of calm
Smiles greet
Internally rage
Seeps
Interfering with sleep
Nights of silent simmering
Ceiling offering no answers
Contemplation of what is to become
Now that I’m no longer numb
Sadness worn through like an old leather shoe
Sock offers no respite, thin
Whispers of a pain as blood escapes my skin
Cracked windows of this home
Insight to the brokenness
Alone
No one to blame
These phantom pains
Illness hides deep within
Crevices of my sins
Knife of my memories filets my flesh
My pain
Knowing I have 30-40 years of breath, left
External manifestation of calm
Smiles greet
Internally rage
Seeps
Interfering with sleep
Nights of silent simmering
Ceiling offering no answers
Contemplation of what is to become
Now that I’m no longer numb
Sadness worn through like an old leather shoe
Sock offers no respite, thin
Whispers of a pain as blood escapes my skin
Cracked windows of this home
Insight to the brokenness
Alone
No one to blame
These phantom pains
Illness hides deep within
Crevices of my sins
Knife of my memories filets my flesh
My pain
Knowing I have 30-40 years of breath, left
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Copyright 2022 SolApathy
Published on Wednesday, April 27, 2022.
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