As fluid as a mercury ghost the memories of our emotions
Seep stealthy into the sleepers dream like molten wonder
Silent to the futility we continue to traverse these oceans
Where from age to age in legend only do we find our land
I am scared of this empty everything filled with nothing
And I miss you
Haunting the siren melody tapped into existent pulse
Sickening the frozen stance we surrender to by nightfall
Locked hateful and loving in the embrace of longing
Decay slowly grows beneath the surface to taste it all
In the silence of contentment I remember your every word
And I miss you
Where blood carries the soul anger finds purchase and prey
Driven ever deeper into our minds the denial of deceit
Winter slides into the heart and breeds the waking wolves
Devourers of our lies and feeders of our faithless feat
I smile as I face the oncoming slaughter hunting me
And I miss you
I finally now have come to consider that I created only chaos
Ignorant, naive, and stupid I gave life to this disaster
Destroying my own ability to resist the pain I could breed
Tormented by the slow infection, I almost wish it were faster
I'm not afraid of the end result of a loser's game anymore
But I miss you.
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Check it, I'm a guy, and I write poetry. Writing keeps me sane, if there is such a thing as sanity. Language is a wonderful thing, the endless ability to express and create is bound only by one's own mind.
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