Friday, 27 February 2015

with a nod to The Doors.

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so I sit here
wondering why,
listening for an answer
hearing none,

I break soulful,
spines fluttering,
twist my tongue,
wrap it around
words I no longer
recognize,

I listless, float
unchained
yet bound fast,
anchored
ephemeral,
unknowingly,

I whisper
with a shout,
I can't find my eyes,
anymore,
can't see what
I feel,
can't breathe
without choking
on bile, on self-loathing,

And you hear,
very faint,
laughter,
mocking you
as you care,
mocking you
as you bleed,
mocking you
as you feel pain,
loss, regret,

And I smile,
laughing
all the while,
waiting for
the end
to all this
insanity,

Waiting
for the end,
to take me away,
this, the end,
my lonely friend.
The beautiful end...

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