Eyes are windows into the darkest rooms
even blinded, shadow is undeterred
evoking spiritual suicide
homicide justified
serenity genocide
immersed in masochistic tendencies
even blinded, I reach out
a forced comfort
reviled consort
consumable convert
the melody of one bitter sweet heart
even blinded, I march to the rhythm
excessive loss of faith
cherish apathy and fate
mentally abused state
remaining trace elements of a soul divided
even blinded, it cries out
ashes swept away
whimpers “can I stay?”
whispers “can’t I stay?”
self exorcismA Poem by KSinPoint'Oh, my children.. I implore you.. tear down your foundation.. rebuild' ^_^
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3 Reviews Added on March 11, 2009 Last Updated on March 11, 2009 AuthorKSinPointPerth, OR, AustraliaAbout22 years old performance arts student third year I live in Western Australia more..Writing
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