In daylight there’s still darkness.
In narrow ally ways you’ll find suffering.
Around the corner holds a price for bliss,
where emptiness is found.
Under the sweltering sun, shadows still cast.
There’s no peace, if there is no pain.
Still wondering how long this euphoria will last,
Tomorrow’s too far away.
In the summer’s heat, it still rains,
Camouflaged in the puddles.
Her eyes look deep, in such disdain,
She is put back in her place.
In the dark, stumbling blindly,
There, truth can not be seen.
Life bares a putrid reverie,
In this falsified existence.
A melody for eternity,
In cut out muttered cries.
Living in uncertainty,
Hiding beneath the lies.
Two inches from airflow,
Ensanguined flesh withers.
Strung up in the gallows,
The price for misery.
Shot down into Hell,
Tell me you’ll forget;
So I can say farewell,
In peace I thus shall rest.
Author notes
i guess i should explain a little,
first off, felo-de-se means: besically suicide.
i am a drug addict. i have been places and done things many people cant even fathom.
my perception of myself and the world in which i live in isnt very pretty.
and though we all share the same fate, i am not suffering from it, only from existing.
written 3rd nov 2008
please comment your thoughts, i havent written in awhile. thank you
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I should come walk those streets and back alleyways with you, even if we wind up lost at the gates on the senic route through hell
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