years to dust in the hourglass

[ScareKrow]

With years long since passed, still my head hangs with tear.

I know its killing me.



I burn and burn the ashes of my decay.

My very crimson I cursed to betray. Let us remember the darkness of this night;so that through struggle we may yet still find the light.

So blind to see the reasons for the killing of me.

twisted machinations of the demented manifest to flesh

forcing my casket to close, and to black it shall turn any rose fated to fall at the end of it all.



Unable to describe the profound feelings of being rained on in this lonely world Ive made. Rain it does, ever so gently now.

my lament

 

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I enjoy the somber beauty in this.

Pleasantly melancholy.