Reach into the hollows of your floor
Underneath the ever -haunting sadness
Are places you have never known before
The dark intrigue that pulls you
into these horrid depths of woe
Lead you to discover
.....That sometimes daylight is a foe
Beneath the charcoaled ashes of your soul.
Obscure obsession brings heavily laden
Hands shoving you into your own little hell
Pulling you down by your ankles
The only thing to save you
is the rope around your neck.
No contempt for this place you are going
and have visited so many times before
Just futile memories of narrow escapes
No blissful journey is in store.
I am never coming back! Should I escape once again!
Yet while I am here , I sift through ashes of my past
and discover lost beautiful gems now black carbon,
choking dust and broken shards of glass.
Keep your head down! 'cause though what you find there
is sadness
Looking up , you will just reveal
the glimmering,
blinding ugly light of what lies ahead..
Loosen your bootstraps? Or the noose around your neck?
One risks death. The other certain death.
Which will you choose?
As you muddle through the ashes of your soul?
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