Throw Me To The Lions

Sep 08, 2004 18:17

A whisper in my ear takes my deepest fear the tomb beckons my name for once the cut is made, a slice of cold steel blade air and ground feel not the same....

I'm lost. I can't stop my pessimistic mind... Indulging in forever; the memories and pain. Tears fall down upon me, shrieking inside I can't stop. All I want is to break these chains that bind me in my eternal co-dependancy. I wish to fade away into a mere nothingness, hoping to only make this easier upon you and not really myself. My heart aches like nothing has ever ached inside of me before. The cure for this angst and trouble, where can I find it? Inside myself? I can't stop it, just like one cannot stop a train from running over a child. I cannot stop it like you cannot stop death from falling upon a loved one.

Stay with me awhile... Rise above the vile. Lay my final rest, poured into my chest...

Coruscating through my veins a feeling of hopelessness and utter disbelief. I don't want this to be the bitter end, happy end; no ending!! This halo above my head is wilting away. Cursing and damning everything I have ever said about the subject of independence. All hypocrisy and for this, I will self destruct.
Am I vain? Am I the martyr? Am I to blame? Am I the victim of fate?

Wilting pale embrace, reached and touched my face.

This is a burden hard to bare, but as it is... I must. To remain in solitude for an eternity. Being a hermit crab would not be so bad, would it? I can't be saved, because I cannot trust anyone. It hurts to much to be stabbed in the heart. I will keep to myself...
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