Saturday, July 21, 2018

Drowned

I am drowning misery in gulps
My glass is half empty now
As I wail to starry heavens
There's none sound silenced sobs
There's none shoulder a crown of thorns
I wear and walk the clad of shame
I tear and talk the mad of lame
My guitar's broken but in suicidal chords
Hum me the melodies of Angels
Sooth me with songs too divine heavens
Soon that shall be my path
Welcomed in the airs of rest
Drowned,defeated.

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