Trails and trails of untrodden paths followed
yet the looming shadow of my defeat hindered
I could only collapse, helpless, into this void
while the demons struck my dignity till it injured
The inner demons I had helplessly fostered
stained my peace with harsh and brutal words
and danced away at the dilapidated lands of hate
while my eyes plunge into my tears, earthwards
I've only seen the jubilant face of defeat and failure
and I feel the disappointment swelling in my lungs
with every breath and at every grasp for a victory
I hear my pride lashed down by the people's tongues
I had no choice. I saw no answer, but the sharp blade
offered an exit, out of this cruel, nightmarish life's decay
The blade ripped through my veins and blood emerged
as crimson as the sunset, as my life slowly ebbed away
YOU ARE READING
My Heart in Ink
PoésieCreated with fond memories of the heart Is how I perceive and embrace art Read through your soul, not only your eyes and experience yourself fly through the skies
