Friday, February 20, 2009

The Future Yesterday.

Yesterday will never come,
memories long past are done,
I lynched the world yet to pass,
no longer watching through thick glass,
Free me from this with blood soaked tears,
oblivion of crossed out leers.
I'll compensate for wrongs I've made,
from the wrist with this cruel blade.
Sins pour onto innocent ground,
ground where nothingness is found.
That, is where I must fall,
no longer able to bawl.
Choke the absent sobs,
my heart no longer throbs,
Cold dreary mist,
no longer to exist,
I am numb,
death to blossom.

<3 Dil.

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