new poem

[mercy_morgan]

the sickness in me is
hammering through my chest
i can barely breathe
praying each breath is my last
i'm standing on the edge
of this great abyss of unknown
shaken from my core
that i'll lose this great empire
i've built from ash and bone
is the future nothing more
than a dark hole
sucking the light out of my soul

as my skin melts from my body
i rise from the flames
a dripping mass of blood and ash
never again to be whole

in my agony my arms shall bleed
the tears i cannot cry
beauty gone, substance decayed
i scream yet can't be heard

as i rage against my captors
silently inside
i see their bodies mangled, rotting
maggots in their eyes
my rage is delicately contained
behind my childlike smile
while in my mind i slowly saw
their bodies into shreds

my thoughts collapse
and i am left
to stare at my fleshless bones
the birds long ago
picked away the decay
i am here alone

i'm standing on the edge again
this great abyss of unknown
i fall to my knees
take one last breath
i die a broken soul