Piercing The Sky, A Book of My Poems
Author: Neil Evans

Chapter 176
Tomb Of Sorrow

Where's my cure? Where's my antitoxin? Why is she gone?
Gone like the sun, black and numb, such despondence
Mangy, merciless night, why are you here? Where's my dawn?
An accursed miscarriage, painful abortion of my innocence

Curs and scum, breaking the veins underneath my very skin
Booming dissatisfaction, demolition of the bones encased in flesh
The crackling fires of truth hit me harder and hotter than sin
With bones snapping in my mind, infants alone move and thresh

Like a mutt in the street, tears streaking down my demonic face
Just walk away, disappear into the dusk, leave me stranded here
Crying in the corner, I'm a useless infant, all alone in this place
Take it all with you, I want none of it, take everything that is dear

You destroyed the fine, red marble sealed within the confines of my breast
Tears stream down, a river of lucid sorrow that is now surrounding my tomb
This is it, the final dream, final self-destructing moment before my final rest
Lying down, slowly becoming numb and hollow, I can still smell you perfume


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