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Anaesthesia wears off (when you fall asleep) She said she was the antidote. Her venom came through her syringe. Scar tissue is welting. She said shed never be the plague. Her words were a burning building. Trapped in the smoke. Waiting for the voice that say "Im coming to save you." Well, she burned me down. My eyes shut. A confused daze. A blur of imagery. I swear i feel my flesh melting away. Her face without features. Floating and taunting. I can still hear her proclaim nonsense. No savior, just hell fire. The pain, the indignified lies. A concuous comatose life. Life goes by without my participation. Im left in my mind when i died. Awake, aware, and severe. Its time to live but i can no longer feel thi. A world wide search inside myself for an anaesthetic. A prayer for a day i could forget. She burned me down inside, In soul graft. Take the parts i never see, And patch the ones i abuse. Theres a fog that hazes her daze. Ive taken a form of forced happiness. If i try hard enough i can focus elsewhere. But intentionql ignorance is a no go. Why did i have to feel your lips. Only for split second. Now your nailed in rememberance. I bane your smile. Kewp it away so i can remember myself. I tried to move on, But i guess in still nailed down. Tired from your unstoppable visuals, I ain for reat. As my eyes shut your face would flash. For one moment ill fade into darkness. Beautiful sleep before the dream. My mind is digging out the colours of My misfortune with you. Even when i leave this realm, I somehow managed to drag you with me. These moments i claimed to be free. When will i ever be right? From my real world youve disappeared. After i decided i needed an answer. Fate finally removed you. So be it though that somewhere, I cant let go. The pain of all the truths you never held up to. I couldve sworn you were real. I couldve sworn my hand woyldnt go through I couldve sworn you were tangible. I said i no longer needed anaesthesia. I was wrong I need a morphine. I need a pain killer for my heart and mind. I cant rest. I can heal awake. Your my problem, my addiction. Your my problem, my fixation. Im not your problem, your an immitation Im not your problem, your my limitation. I pried my heart open, Yoy filled it with nothing but a spiders web, And attatched to it a poisonous fly. I consumed your givings. Im writhing from these missgivings. I cant fall asleep. I can inhale now, The panic attacks, Theyll make me kick out of my sleep. The most pain i could give myself. Remembering you for mischievous ideas. If you let me think i mattered, Id hate to see who does. Ill never have another solemn night. Lucifers fire burns in my mind. Every night i go to hell with you. Ill awake from my nightly death. A cold sweat from the burning inside. But your cold heart wont let me heat up. I tried to warm with a genuine level of respect and consideration. Instead, you tormented me with simple glances. I cant say it enough. Your beauty torments me inside and out. Im trying to forget. Crackin my head open, And a self labotamy. No matter what you reappear. Like a virus that multiplies. I gave you too much to feed off of. I let you become my everything. I never taught myself how to revoke that. I went looking for righteousness. Gods sin in disguise found me. Well, she burned me down. Fire like acid. Im melting away. The body needs rest. But i cant close my eyes. Your waiting there with that spell. That night you burned me down. I swear ill never go back. I cant listen to you anymore. Your mind is something i abhor. You use to be somethingvi adore. Now your someone i must ignore. But i cant go to sleep. Your waiting at my dreams front door.
Posted on: Tue, 08 Oct 2013 08:15:34 +0000

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