Untitled for now

 

So this is how it ends 

or maybe how it all begins

one last empty shell denying the hollow praise

one last hunt of sunrise á la carte

 

morning's red letter above the sheets

raining through the glass

 

but I stop myself ,

knowing suicide as the eminent gate

A door to all that’s well

telling me again how living is spent by fools

 

I know my soul must disagree

s****y though it sounds

and better by the jaw to stay until tomorrow

as we are both a dying pair

better to fair out the imagination and

indulge my way back home

your skin inside the prophesy 

Reviews

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

I kill myself everyday and you every night as you close your eyes....moon beam skittles and two dollar bills...oddities

[Perdition]

I rarely sleep and all I can say is .You'll see. lol