Friday, November 23, 2012

Holy emptiness

Dear Death, let me be
Your prey.
Life is nothing to me,
Just an echo away.

I yearn
I fail.
I learn
I fail.

Fail, flail
More fail
More death
No more life.

More than nothing
More than anything
Less than something
Less than everything.

I'm crazy for wanting
You and only you.
My drug of choice
And yet, the drug is just as empty.

Kill us,
Twist the knife.
Free us,
Give me cyanide.

Your forever epic silence
Of endless absence
Degrades me
As there will never be a we.

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