Deep Enough To Sink in Writings

You blew out the candles, you pulled down the curtain, Now of the end I've felt, that this ending is for certain, Not another epiphany, or sequence dream at end.. Will I find myself in doubt, because of your imaginary end .. You find yourself in misery, fairy tales and dreams, Pretending a torment that you KNOW you'd never seen.. A sign of pain, a sigh of relief, a grasp that’s held to tight, Releases itself and shatters in hell the ordeal we witness tonight.. Plagued by thoughts of shallow lies, that aren't deep enough to sink A float a top of sea of blood, and words we fill with ink. A meaning far too deep for us, to say in subtle words, We find a meaning crossed in filth, are truths that have been blurred.. And dined with evil, soaked with blood, a taste we don't reveal, A demon friend that is the end. of everything we feel.. And numb we are to falling far, from where we first began, A friend. a foe, is all I know that you could comprehend... So take a knife into the back, of a love that was once alive.. A scar, his fault, with all it cost, a love that now has died..

Last updated May 09, 2014