Song Of My Undoing

Simple meanings drawn from silence. Towards the edge of Sorrow’s open arms
Love, a frozen flame. These words will be my undoing. Trust, and with it came a
promise of loss
Selfish urges bind together flesh and hope to pierce and weather.
I think of you, I see your tears and anger. The freezing silence crashing down
in bitter waves
Flesh fades away and I fear I’ll find these words will be my undoing.
Love, a frozen flame. these words will be my undoing. Truth, and with it came
a promise of loss
The sum of virtue is rot
Frozen, I have become porous, depraved, something born without a shadow.
Fragments and memories, collapse into myself, feel these urges all dissolving.
void that ingests our hopes reigns within these veins. Compulsion and
confinement. Are these our final words? Labyrinthine exchange. Condemnation is
the truest human form…
Tragedy borne of human madness. Withdraw from the world and its lack of meaning.
ripping it all down, this massive fucking tomb. Ravaged skies rain tears of
nothing. I’m telling myself that there is only temporary grace and nothing is
sacred. I tire of this journey, loathe its pretensions. Wasted hours carved in
flesh. Remember my name for the hate that it brings. Discard the rest
Into the night, we were cast without a sound. to the darkness, where words are
never found. Take my hand and be warm against my side. To the gallows where
death will make things right