Pang & tragedy…the sludge of society; the fang to a vein & a sip of morality.
That is what has brought me to this. Deception is the truth of a liar, and a liar’s only truth never spoken is fear. Today is tomorrow, and yesterday even; though time remains ever-constant, it is also a hereditary disease.
So what are these words to you? And why do you read them? And better yet…why are you going to reread them? Second thoughts…? Regret, I bet…though one never knows for sure.
You may disappear if you wish…and live your secret life without closure to the open-ended heartache you’ve caused. Metaphysically…it’s always cold where you are…I can feel it in my fingertips as I type.
In this world of inverted smiles and unfulfilled dreams, you are my queen, and I await my beheading.
In this vast emptiness surrounded by flesh, it will be a pleasure - to serve you my death.
For I lay awake at night afraid of my dreams; soaked through my sheets in blood-curdling screams. The monster I see that comes after me…
…is you….(as beautiful as can be…)
…luring me...into false serenity…
…waiting…ever so patiently…
…for me…
…to embrace your apology…
…just so...
you can retreat…
…repeatedly…
…leaving me...
...in the dark
…killing me…
…with every thump .. .. .. of my heart….
By: Jay Bird
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