i'm living a life in vain
unable to live in forever pain
purpose of life missing in endless rain»must«, set in stone, is bound to remain
»can, want, please« for eternity fadeand my blood floods slower in a dying beat
vicelike grasp keeps me in weeping defeati can't anymore and every step aches
i don't want to anymore and everything breaksstop sign in crimson red lights up grey asphalt
and every fear of death i had comes to a haltpulingly, »must« tears me apart
»can, want, please« freeze in the inferno at heartsear me in a glacier, icy shaped flares
take my breath away in vastest universeplease
lingers a silent prayer
in night sky, another windswept layerplease
whispers a dying courage
in nocturnal abyss, and to death i starvei'm living a life in vain.
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THERAPY SESSION
Poetrybut what do you expect from a therapy session? poetry & prose