Perfection of Darkness: The Fourth Book of Poems

Verse Thrity One: Waiting For Nothing

I've been patient

I see no way out

Can't predict the future

But I see mine

So focused clearly

Bared in isolation

Reserved mind

Chaotic voices

Bleeding wounds

It's all happening again

But this time

Don't let me bleed out

I don't want to shed my skin again

Don't make a sacrifice

To keep me waiting for nothing

I've felt nothing

In the way you used to call their names

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I've been patient

But not anymore

Demanding the future

Demanding my fate

I see the eyes of death stripping me down

Eating away my insecurities

Electrocuted with anxiety

It fills my veins

Blood no more

It's all on the floor

With a reserved mind

And chaotic feelings

It's all happening again

So vividly the pain flows back to me

I feel again

But I become so numb, I don't feel the knife

I don't feel the blood anymore

Falling on the floor

Because I've felt nothing

Just one more day to suffer through

Don't keep me waiting

Steal my life and set me free

Only nothing, inside of me

Don't make me cold

No light can shine in your eyes

You've made me nothing

You've made me numb