The night has never abandoned me
In shallow darkness I dwell.
The evidence in pools of black,
The light cannot penetrate.
Lifted from the living days
To be bent right out of shape
Let blades and satisfires
Cut and lick these wounds.
In reversal of repentance
This bastard son of lies
To bring meaning to it all, meaning to it all
Take now from this body
A coward's heart
And a soul beyond repair
Emptiness in me.
Between insecurity and reason
Self deprecation becomes
a means to an end.
Out of reach but never closer.
A cure that searches
for the cause of this
Drawn from memories
the fragments linger
On ages of thought
and Aeons of sleep
What is it here that
tempts the night
To stab the day and kill the light.
©infj-loki
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