Hearts, hearts pound
like a thousand drums in my ears
shatter, I shatter
under the weight of this pulse
it drags me down
lquid sickness that stabs at
my blackened soul.
Sins of the past work on my nerves
they scream at me, accuse me
mock me, abuse me.
Razors glint in the dark
thoughts locked away in an ivory box
bound by black keys.
Play music, play for me
sweet release as I sing
voice broken, breath shallow.
Can you hear me?
Can anyone hear me?
As I lay here in the dark?
As I slip closer to oblivion?
As I cough up myself and my blood?
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