When you soon begin to feel weightless
agents the world,
but you become the weight
that weighs you down.
your sprite is seeking,
leaving your body lifeless.
And nothing will bring you back.
Voices that may sound so distort,
despite your only maker .
finding your self with no soul,
emptiness only rest deep inside.
Crawling on your knees,
cuts right through.
No room for pain,
nothing we do will break the motion .
your in this motionless state of mind.
No sight of struggling,
nothing but a single drink.
medication is all we know to take away the pain
your sprite is seeking ,
leaving your body lifeless.
And nothing will bring you back .
- Author: Efthimios William Cornelius ( Offline)
- Published: February 2nd, 2017 09:06
- Category: Gothic
- Views: 25
Comments1
Sad yet beautiful write
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