Sunday, January 3, 2016

Abyss Sickness

Sick of the abyss
So cold no comfort
The world no better
Since I've run out of hope
I've lost all doubt
Measuring out
The proper length of rope
So my feet don't drag
I am not afraid of the fall
My lips sewn shut
To keep me from screaming
Or confessing
I have already fallen
So stop calling my name
I've given up