The boiling point has been reached
waters aren't still anymore,
blood is burning its way through my skin.
The little voice I heard whispering in my ear,
words of beauty and a better place,
now impaled and screaming in agony.
What once was pure and white,
innocent and full of joy,
now lies in my feet bruised and drooling.
Like a wounded animal,
that only lacks the final killing blow.
I tried to care for it,
tried to reach for it,
I tried so hard to make it notice me,
without any promise of better still I tried
broke the oath sworn in my mind long time ago.
Evidently I lost,
and the beast inside got the best of me.
Selite:
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