Visit To My Grave
Blood_Fetishist
12 Jan, 2014 11:11 AMAngel, fallan, cast down, forgotten, burning, crashing to the ground. Such is what I've felt, what I see. With regret in my heart, here beside my own grave i sit where i lie deceased. In the coffin, figure decomposing and black, this figure is me. Body covered in metaphoric bruises, lesions and scars that still bleed. Wounds from the past, from pain, rejection, and deceit, my end six feet deep. A lament, a tragedy, an outcast with a broken life, finally he gave in. With tears in my eyes, and cold chills down my spine, on my grave this was the inscription i read. Upon waking from this cold reality, this frantic dream, i realize i'm still alive and free. I'm tired of not being who I want to be, of backing down, I've made up my mind, I won't give in, I won't be the victim, and most of all I won't accept defeat!
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