Descending into madness,
Poised for recollections.
Guided toward a bitter end.
Seething with an infinite wisdom
Which will not leave me to ignorance.
Bliss will not be found,
Redemption a distant pastime.
A heart beats but not for long,
Not very strong, it skips,
Bleeding into a darker night.
A cold kiss,
This darkened place
I can no longer call home.
All that's here is a broken memory
A repast of misery
To relive over and over again.
Forget relief
It will not come.
The sun can shine again
But not for another day
So wait and wait.
Do little for fate,
Bitter and absolute will have its way.
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