blessed be this curse
bringing this death upon me
i no longer live for the light
choked out and burried down
buy the river that runs dry
through the vacant eyes
icy blue, seeing right through this
glazed over, hardened with the trials
calused by the passing yeats
making everything seen
something unreal
yet fathomed in the darkness
cast out of the light
escaping lost etyes
becoming tangible
forming into something known
i can feel it now
pressed against my chest
bringing itself upon me
it can see inside my mind
consuming my thoughts
tearing away at what i hold inside
it has its way of letting my secrets spill
trickling over my lips
i cant keep it in...
holding my breath trying not to exhale
all that i have kept below the surface
lost in this
blessed be you
the death of me...
 
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