EXIT

It’s finally the day to come,

blood mixing in,

flows like a river

through oceans of sin.

 

Long past the point

where the numbness was new.

Long past believing

that anything’s true.

 

Steel against flint,

only flash in this night.

Desperate to see

but it only ignites,

 

the gasoline soaked

twisted rags in my soul.

No way to stop it

and nowhere to go.

 

You can only get up

til the falls break your bones.

Can only lose so much

before you’re alone.

 

You can only give so much

and once it’s all gone…

you paint on a smile

and pretend to go on.

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