The truth is...
Soaked
in darkness, pure and foreign,
it
wraps itself around my body,
loneliness
is something I crave, emptiness is something I gain,
anxiety
is ceased as bitter thoughts evolve,
deep
and hollow cavities are carved across my sick mind,
while
I inhale the memories of neverwon affairs,
a
smile is the only thing left to feed upon,
my
feet tremble to remind myself of my useless dreams,
that
were shattered so long ago.
Dripped
in blood rushing from my opened veins,
as I
lie breathing under a starless horizon,
no
moonlight guides me across the path I am about to take,
my
stomach‘s been empty for weeks,
my
heart‘s broken for years spent on stupid games,
finally
ready to go down to the source of all my pain,
as I
grapple for a last support, but there‘s no anchor left,
so
that I cannot but feed myself upon more pain.
Someday,
the seal will be broken,
someday,
the journey will end,
someday,
the soul is saved,
someday,
the body collapses,
someday,
energy will be released and the truth will spread…
Covered
in dried spills of blood,
the
water gently caresses me, washes away the traces,
as I
get up of the transparent room,
humming
a melody I heard last week,
finally
fed up and floating on air,
as
my body‘s ready to give up on the useless duel
he
lost already years ago
since
I am no more than wasted healthy material…
