Like bones breaking within.
Like clipping the crest of a wave that leaves you
to drown in the deep
eclipsing the heart of the one you couldn't keep.
Like depriving our eyes of a lustrous light
and plucking our souls as they crumble.
It's staying alive
without means of flight,
Treading and breathing without respite.
Now losing my breath
to the wind's weeping sigh
Shadows of doubt cast to an unyielding sky. There's
a laugh on the sea from
fathoms deep. The wicked are coming,
into my blood they've seeped
An enduring darkness
bleeds my sins dry as Karma avenged him,
forsaking my hopeless cry.
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to give a crazy mind a canvas,
and to touch somebody's truth.
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