Sunday, March 23, 2014

Lost

It gnaws at me
Nothing helps

Sleep does not rest it. 
Medicine does not cure it
Music does not silence it
Silence does not 
Diminish it

I tried to live
Yet only to recede within my being
Not all of what
I was
Not asleep 
Yet not fully awake 

Search myself inside
All that come forth
Is this darkness
Which threatens to swall me whole
I cannot repel it 
I asphyxiate in 
Its resplendent heft





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