Hours run
Crashing like waves against our turbulent history
This curse courses along the cracks in the formation of veins
This billowing strengthens
Once the black boiling blood draws near
Tracing through like clouds, hiding the time of day
We adjust to this
The time before us
Even if it reveals the imperfection that we wish to hide
The conclusion leads to smothering
In which we lose consciousness
Forced to fall away from the humanized construction
We've built for ourselves
 Venenum000 · Fri Aug 01, 2008 @ 11:06pm · 0 Comments |
