with broken fingers
i struggle to pull myself
up the rope of this
noose strangling me

grinning

burning from stingers
from a hive of good health
puncturing me with bliss
struggling to be free

begining

to drift
into..

paralyzed
parallel lives
put on hold
waiting

for me to finally realize
death is a false
heartbeat

in the end we shall prosper

with rushing wings
flapping with all their might
submerged in pools
of deafening silence

drowning

lifelessness springs
from this abyss into the night
disobeying the rules
a scapegoat in violence

crowning

as i drift
into...

reflected reflections
of my minds eye
obtrusively
shimmering
in obliterated
orange oceans
overcome with
the urge to
tread destiny
reaching for
help

holding nothing
but...

my breath

as i drift....
into...

paralyzed
parallel lives
put on hold
waiting

for me to finally realize
death is a false
heartbeat

in the end we shall prosper

i promise

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