misspharmacyashley
Bluelighter
this is the darkened room in which i lie,
accompanied by regret of times gone by.
of moments lost and chances now expired.
of a wearied soul and a heart, so hollow and tired.
the poisoned needles of regret prick at my skin,
its malevolent liquid fire to seep within.
like spider-webbing seep throughout my veins;
encircling, intensifying the smallest of my pains.
entreaties for forgiveness are swallowed by the black.
mournful, desperate pleas for a chance of turning back.
never a moments reprieve or merciful word.
for never before was such torture so justly deserved.
the faces that shadow my vision comfort me not,
a bitter taste of something much rather forgot.
their touch burns though not with tongues of flame,
but steely, unyielding ice that scars me all the same.
in all the gloom i see but one solitary light.
a single flicker of something, an inspiration to fight.
flickering and dying, but existent still,
a fresh source of hope from which i take my fill.
i feel its presence waver in my heart,
a tentative glimmer i fear shall soon depart.
i do not wish to forget my sin,
or lessen the burden i bear within.
my hope is not of a respite from pain,
but that evils shall never occur again.
so here i end... forever to lie,
haunted by times gone by.
but given peace by the good i do,
in preventing myself from hurting you.
accompanied by regret of times gone by.
of moments lost and chances now expired.
of a wearied soul and a heart, so hollow and tired.
the poisoned needles of regret prick at my skin,
its malevolent liquid fire to seep within.
like spider-webbing seep throughout my veins;
encircling, intensifying the smallest of my pains.
entreaties for forgiveness are swallowed by the black.
mournful, desperate pleas for a chance of turning back.
never a moments reprieve or merciful word.
for never before was such torture so justly deserved.
the faces that shadow my vision comfort me not,
a bitter taste of something much rather forgot.
their touch burns though not with tongues of flame,
but steely, unyielding ice that scars me all the same.
in all the gloom i see but one solitary light.
a single flicker of something, an inspiration to fight.
flickering and dying, but existent still,
a fresh source of hope from which i take my fill.
i feel its presence waver in my heart,
a tentative glimmer i fear shall soon depart.
i do not wish to forget my sin,
or lessen the burden i bear within.
my hope is not of a respite from pain,
but that evils shall never occur again.
so here i end... forever to lie,
haunted by times gone by.
but given peace by the good i do,
in preventing myself from hurting you.
