Saturday, September 6, 2014

bleak hope

vain escape mould into the continuity.
leave on the nakedness to seal the misery.
could you pretend that returning darkness reward enough for peace?
that you are not sinking into the anguish?
the perfect dream soon dissolve into a soiled air you're fool enough to breath in.
but still it's haunting in your closed eyes.
ghost to the mind that no longer sane.
makes you crawl when you cannot run.
overwhelms you with the glimmer of the sun.
until you decided to grasp it.
thus begins the vicious circle.

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