Has it flown, driven

Passed me by, yet

The tides, ball roll

Sprinkled secrets kept

Hungry, still I wait

Thirsty, quence me

Hope is stale bread

A sign, neon blue

Frankly speaking so

Manipulated, yes

Barely seen now

Not noticed

Nobody noticed it

Dwindle, dwindled

Faster than gust of

Winded, wounded

Talked about flake

Choked up remorse

Taunting whispers

Seeking exit signs

Again, I tripped, fell

Walls invading,closed

No landing in sight

Crimson cold humor

The horror of such

No sought out agenda

Wobbly held head

Diet dust filled, hollow

Soul, not available

Deed not done, dead

Breathless aches, tease

Not sitting pretty

Not sitting at all really

Feeling it pinch

Subtle lies told here

Tossed outwardly

Not eat, nor bathe

Trickery there, yes

Mere thirst alone

A slow vanishing

The hnger pains

Pins and needles

Lustfull foe attack

Murdering softly

Moment of pass by

He held her so tight

I never reckognized

Cold lips quivered

Water coled her face

Cool, smooth ice

Refreshing limbo

Dulling senses,begged

Hide your mind there…

Keep up the facade

Destroy the attacker

Bare chest and open

Black soul, retro feel

Tricks up to here, there

Survived by you, again

Drink alone, converse to

Anyone who pretends

Hence the silence

And it has passed me

I aline with others

Alone I eat worms

He shakes my head

I’ve collapsed, fell

Exit, not in view

Hollow eyes staring

Still quite thirsty

Slow to fade away

Drowning, wine

Flushed, warm breath

Nobody cared

Nobody carries

Neck is broken

Neck is hacked away

Shattered glass

Mannipulated, yes

Hope is your hunger

Thirst,she made me linger