the darkening

Mar 31, 2004 23:38

contoured to fit breaking molds.
and sorrows rain like april.
the seasons dissevered from this reality so long before.
and breathing only makes this harder.
the convictions dont have much truth
but the bars are still there,
and inside i gaze upon the glint of watery eyes.
this place now flooded in tears,
and i float on the surface of your hardships.
lost somewhere in this,
my path dissapated under agony and lost to sight.
my barron mindscape much to audible now.
even flowers parts paths beneath me.
seeing clouds part mid day sun pushing the surface,
just to hold me to cold ground and margins snap back and the tension colapses.
this has become my reality and my eyes tell all.
pupils speak and the red veins scream loud.
my glances set to burn holes in memories.
and the gates swing closed with me still pleading for just one more day.
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