Abandoned
left alone
this empty whole
a hole into which
I'm thrown
my grave
overgrown
Oblivion
obviously, I'm doomed
oblivious to the outcome
to keep watching on rerun
delirious I fall
this pit
no welcoming hall
no throne upon which to sit
A web
ice threaded
deaths head staring
I shed tears
dreaded attention
affection
the heart
I'm wearing
tearing
Knife edge
blade shines
red
dripping
from on high
a ledge, distance unrevealed
legend told
knowledge I hold.
unheard truths concealed
just the tweeting of birds
unspoken words
could help me to heal
Shout
beat away doubt
I like
the way
words fall
out
let them
take to the air
like birds in flight
they make the grey
seem more bright
the days feel alright
Thanks For Reading.
Peace & Love.
Kyle.
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