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Thy Kingdom Numb (Prison)
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Dark Poetry Trapped within this ten by twelve
where hate, dismay, and loathing dwell.
Nothing here among the folds
the painting chipped and glowing old.
For every moment flashes by
and wastes away until it dies.
Memories begin to fade
as I drown this blue and blackened grave.
Dreams awake and kept at bay
and the rest is finally down to lay.
Pictures stare through a dirty soul
as loneliness silently tears a hole.
An empty heart beats back disdain
though rotting veins don't feel the pain.
A frantic mind revokes your truth
for trust was lost along with youth.
When innocence was shred inside
simplicity was replaced with lies.
The fall into this frozen state
was not an easy route to take.
The shards of ice, cut like glass
and incomplete is how I pass.
The time has burned a blaze in rush
of smoldered blood, that dried upon lust.
Understanding is gone with no remains
because in my existence it always rains.
In living life, I'm long since dead
but break away is where I'm led.
Screaming echoes in these walls
as clarity bellows a tempting call.
And within this prison, twelve by ten
I long for a feeling of feeling again.
