My weeping child within

Human emotions rob my soul of mystique

Ammo filters from my tongue as I speak

Dreams awaken the realities of my sleep

Laying in a cloud of dust

My soul leaves my body

And weeps at my feet

Under a heavy moonlight dripping tears

Defeated; failure to conquer my fears

Haunting and eerie, the night stands

Embracing this self infliction

And mocking my praying hands

Acquit me of all living sins

Shatter my bones and burn marks on my skin

Torture my mind but be kind to my soul

Refining pleasures as my anguish prolongs

My voice within is without a song

Frozen flesh, tormented mind

Earth is too majestic to walk it blind

Hollow eyes, a heartless mortal

Revive me, save me from

Mourning the loss of the years not yet told

And my weeping child may never grow old.

Reviews

[joshua deathdealer]

My soul leaves my body and weeps at my feet. Great stuff!!