From my window covered in dust
I watch you stumble I watch you curse
Can’t look away nor reach out to help
Swaying back and forth from your comforting poison of choice
Hands lifted in rage to the one you blame
Speaking to many faces no one can see but you
Demon talons anchored deep in your back
Sorrow and pain etched around a voice calling to the night
Desires and dreams no longer in view
Climbing ivy hold together crumbling walls
Ending it all seems to be what you want
A heart no longer in control goes numb with rage and spite
Flashes of clarity behind your tormented blue eyes
Right and wrong no longer live in your dark singular world
Surviving eternal consequences has no end
Alone you stand on the step
Longing to be taken as you fight to stay alive
From my window wiped clean of the dust
I watch you stumble I watch you curse…
- Author: noelliesplace ( Offline)
- Published: June 29th, 2018 06:32
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 7
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