Held under

Hours slip through my hands, they never cease to shake

Heat sifts from my bones, they never cease to ache

Creativity rots, and washes into the sea

Someone snuffed the flame that used to burn in me

The sun I saw as a child, will never shine again

And I would give my soul to not be dead within

This world has fed me lies and washed my heart away

Blackened be my eyes as I die another day

Holes burned in a head that used to hold a dream

It wilted long ago, drowned out by a shallow stream

Never to be mourned

Forgotten with the best

Never to be mourned

These dreams have been laid to rest

It's f*****g hopeless

Reviews

[Ruth]

To give the soul shows just how intense the emotions are here! Stunningly wrenching xoxo

[Passingdaze]

awesome.