She Who ThirstsA Poem by Fraser Murray
You only live twice, once in your dreams and once in real life,
And I guess that means that I'm halfway there cause I no longer dream with closed eyes, Merely project my fears onto my waking mind to form a tapestry of blurry, shaking lines, My demise is emphasised by the passage of time, cause I survived but I never got the chance to shine, And they say that these years are the best of my life but if that's the case then I'm ready to die I am sick of all this, still a bottomless abyss, who should bottle even this inside, so feel free to take the piss Remind me how I won't be missed when I accept the reaper's kiss Cause every day I'm crawling closer to this existential cliff I see the motion of the ocean welcome me into it's grip As I release mine, Rushing air and a snapping spine, I see a light and it's far from divine Which seems to pull at this shattered mind, Til finally I allow it's gentle gravity to wrap me up in a metaphysical cocoon of non-existence and the thousands of millions of scrambled and static frequencies that plagued my mind every second of every f*****g day I spent on this blasted Earth seem to align into a single repeated statement; "You are mine. You are mine. You are mine." © 2019 Fraser Murray |
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1 Review Added on June 19, 2019 Last Updated on June 19, 2019 AuthorFraser MurrayHuddersfield, West Yorkshire, United KingdomAbout21 Year old from Brighouse, West Yorkshire, been quietly writing lyrics and poetry for a long long time but my lack of confidence held me back from sharing any. @frasermurraypoetry on Instagram for v.. more..Writing
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