My friend what have you done?
i merely grimace in your direction
my heart my soul grabbed
and killed
put out of it's ongoing misery
no tears run down my face
the water works dry and rusted
the hinges on my eyelids broken
I'm not OK
even though I've told myself i was
some many freaking times
but they were just false lies
the blood the only truth
it whispers a silent song
of lust and wanting
wanting to break free
from this world it's tried to rest in
turn my pages
read my past
lift me up to where i can stand
tell me everything will be OK
and i won't be an immortal restless soul
that was condemned to walk the earth forever
tell me the razors are no longer needed
the blackness needs to be out shined
by just one single person
one icon of reality
that i have almost managed to grasp
but i gave up
sobbing in a forlorn corner
wiping my black eyes
telling myself it's OK
that I'm OK
but it's just another false lie
just to keep me living for one more useless day
one more heart-wrenching painful day...