SADNESS
DESPAIR
Let me..........
the poem that can't heel my wounds
somehow, that's the way I want it to be
my poem was set on fire on your funeral
somehow that's the way I want it to be
drowning at the bottom of gloomy nothingness
drowning
drowning
vagrant lights swimming through the depths of the dim void
shivering, as if they were searching for another
light is drowning in the darkening sky
drowning
drowning
A baby's dream is being destroyed and washed away by storm and rapids
My old lady, laugh at the broken tomorrows they threw at your knees
The baby's corpse will never be found
Drowned
Reaches out for that baby's tomorrow which lies on the bottom of the dim void
Drowned
Veiled
Buried
I can hearthe
static heartbeats,
and they tear
all of your
voided veils apart
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