~| g o l g o t h a |~



seven heavens i have lifted
my pain to uselessly
i am
overcome
i am
almost done

passionless interest dying
stillborn in my soul
i am
delirious
i am
dead serious

injected brilliance shining
on a dead and dusted shame
i am
overwrought
i am
all for naught

i can press my face to glass
till the glass fills my eyes but
i am
winding down
i am
lost and found

rage is pointless now
moreso than crippling ennui
i am
so lost
i am
so lost

lift the finger at me
because i am falling fast
i am
left to rot
i am
i am not

one more time to draw this breath
one more time to touch your face
one more time to set it straight
dropping down to the dying place


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