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THE DISINFECTION
Reminiscent of a misguided illusion
I still claw my way up the walls of the abyss
The abyss that I alone carved
Breathing has become so labored
But all I once knew smolders beneath me: burning away so furiously
I can’t curb my demons
I feel a shadow stir within the hollows of my heart
And writhe amid the shallows of my mind
It will leave me blind to anything but its face
Oh God, this suffering is too much to bear
Memories from the maw of hell lives within my mind
Lingers in my veins
I wait for the light to dissipate, for reality to slip away once again
If only I could bleed out all the things I’ve felt
’Cause they never leave
I am a world that sows seeds of anger, hatred and discontent
And reap a crop of violence, discord and evil intent
Son of the morning: flip every joker card; try to make me grieve
But I won’t let you deceive me
I won’t let you deceive me this time
The truth will set me free
You’re the infection of this world but I’m embraced by the disinfection
My heart cries out for you
My heart cries out for you, God
I weep by your side like a newborn child
I’m just a man who has been broken too many times
I’m so sorry, forever sorry
This suffering is too much to bear
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Hi, this is my first poem here. Hope you enjoy it and please tell me what you think of it. I am from Sweden so Im not that good in English.. but I try my best!
Love - Robin
I still claw my way up the walls of the abyss
The abyss that I alone carved
Breathing has become so labored
But all I once knew smolders beneath me: burning away so furiously
I can’t curb my demons
I feel a shadow stir within the hollows of my heart
And writhe amid the shallows of my mind
It will leave me blind to anything but its face
Oh God, this suffering is too much to bear
Memories from the maw of hell lives within my mind
Lingers in my veins
I wait for the light to dissipate, for reality to slip away once again
If only I could bleed out all the things I’ve felt
’Cause they never leave
I am a world that sows seeds of anger, hatred and discontent
And reap a crop of violence, discord and evil intent
Son of the morning: flip every joker card; try to make me grieve
But I won’t let you deceive me
I won’t let you deceive me this time
The truth will set me free
You’re the infection of this world but I’m embraced by the disinfection
My heart cries out for you
My heart cries out for you, God
I weep by your side like a newborn child
I’m just a man who has been broken too many times
I’m so sorry, forever sorry
This suffering is too much to bear
--
Hi, this is my first poem here. Hope you enjoy it and please tell me what you think of it. I am from Sweden so Im not that good in English.. but I try my best!
Love - Robin
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