Voice

Why not prolong a day when tomorrow brings you of age,
age, ageing, gone with suffering, gone into dreams that do not end,
dreams of torment, dreams that were meant, not for you to pursue into utter darkness, Shhhhh, I say be silent and shut thy eyelids never knowing if they’ll be open again into life subsided under the heath or rising while looking at the horizon rising above what you see, I once was one Then two then three then four before I know it I will be no more. Falling and burning in the Flesh but spirit I scream but it seems though no one can hear it. So why fear what you know? Why not fear what you don’t? Forever right you live forever and to age no never but it is so, all I can see is your eyes inwards lies your soul, which you choked and killed before your body decayed, so now I dig deep in my skin each and every day and scratch and scratch my body that death has put away, blood falls but the heat engulfs every drop before it hits the ground, oh yeah tears that never come, out of breath from screaming I inhale and heat engulfs my lungs, mind pain, pain, mind, mind pain. My mind constantly on my pain, not to mention the multitude of teeth gnashing on my skin, but the worse part is the absence of God with in, the midst of chaos.

Voice

Glorie

Waxahachie, United States

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There is a place of unmistakeable pain.

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dream pain soul

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