A noose swings in the chilly breeze
beyond hell, far from heaven have I fallen this time
In a sea of my own demons I'm drowning
pulled down by the weight of burden and scerets
kept deep within the burning chambers of a frozen heart
You wouldn't understand
even if you could,
I'd walk away - a ghost in your falling tears
at my gravesite
Just a whisper in the winds time will forget...
Swinging to the tune of a lonely death
one last laboured breath,
Do you hear the rope creak under my hanging weight?
SNAP
I fall, forever falling...
until I open my eyes in fear at what I've done
SLEEP child SLEEP
all is but the nightmares of pain being
released.
freeflowpoet
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