ten-fold
lies being told
coming back to hold
the blood soaked in the cold
 
watching them pass to the other side
imagining myself taking the journey with them
dialating eyes incarcerate my soul
strectching me to the edge of insanity and Hell

stricken wide awake in my casket
of unconcious dreams of blackness
gorging it's way into my feeble
soul shattering beliefs into sight
from deceased eyes rotten with
filthy glances made towards myself
in this mirror equivalent to the
shards of reflected pools of blood
 
soaking...
...choking

mouths pried open screaming in silence
silenced by blood clotted dirt clogging
viscid veins in vain splintering upon
the windowpane writhing is wretched
tears wasted watching survivors only
survive momentarily before they evaporate
and saturate this sinfully trodden ground
tied to stolen smiles gagged and bound

watching them pass to the other side
imagining myself taking the journey with them
dialating eyes incarcerate my soul
strectching me to the edge of insanity and Hell

the blood soaked in the cold
coming back to hold
lies being told
ten-fold

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