with the birth of a new night

droplets of blood on soiled paper intricately weave words
of poetry leading the reader though my untamed thoughts
in the darkened corridors shadows dance with a single candle's flame as it flickers with the stale breeze of a mind filled with madness heartaches written with the blood of the broken hearted
sadness It seems has grasped me with its icy fingers shackling me to theses dungeon walls
bourbon warms the soul and pills dull the pain of last night's lie
and today's goodbys
only to start all over again with the birth of a new night

~ D Donner ~
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