Let Downs

Our day ends with dying 

Hours to the seconds to midnight

we are dying, no longer trying 

our hopes end with fighting

tingling, feelings, this touch in our deaths

you and i, you and i, we die. we die 

We all love knowing this will hurt 

we die, death to die, we tried.

Crying, trying, dyeing, the end is near 

Humming to a fantasy that we know is not true

we are the only fool. the only fool 

this is real, this is real, real is loud and clear 

the end is clear, the end is real loud and clear 

the life we spent, in and out, the life we spent 

dying, trying, we die, hopeless and ending

we breathe inward, inward with buying time 

death is near, near immediate, inward breathes, we cry 

look in this day, not dying, we look at this game 

the cavities, the pain, we try, we cry , we die 

lie with pills blocking and masking 

masking our death, our shame, our death, dying 

this is real, the bodies, real loud and clear, the end 

the end is real loud and clear, confusion in awaking 

i die, we, die, we try, we hurt, this life living to end 

the bodies surround, a life we prolong as we try, we die 

Our day ends with dying

We tried, in savage stolen hope. 

Stop trying, crying or dying 

this is the end, the death, we die. 

 

 

Reviews

[Lucille Illuminated]

Living to die. Feeling, touching, smelling. All to die and death comes again yet to live another day, isn’t that fearing. Touch the skin. Smell the flesh. Feel the tingle. Life goes on till death knocks knocking no choice is available.

It’s good and great for your voice. Just saying.

[Atominizer]

Thank you.

This feeling is unconscionable in our mind, live absent denials with the present micro dramatic ego pleasing for survival. Our minds manipulate ourselves for comfort and survival.


People judge, read, have opinions, hate, destroy, argue the written all the while unconsciously their thoughts are manipulated in ignorance from a trauma.

This will never be great. Only offend, discomfort readers, destroy, trash, and labeled as gimmick, triggered, trash, uneducated nonsense.

You are my only reader. Thought you would appreciate this raw blood carcass.

[Lucille Illuminated]

I appreciate all of your writings.

They are from a deep place that I wish I could know more about.
This is you.

But yet isn’t the manipulation just another reality. Pondering on which is real or fantasy.