Bonded Fate

 Arms held close

A dream I fear will boast

Gently swing me by

As I  clutch a desire to die

It will all get better soon

Bodies hundled in this drab room

Needle pointed to my eyes

“Quickly now” cries deaths disguise.

A part of me is buried deep

Under which wounds do weep

I question it’s sanity

Yet hate the clarity

All while trying to lose the key

It’s breaking

Breaking

Breaking free

held together by blades of soul

helpless pain that will not go

Once death has taken me close

I fear that which remains shall destroy evermore. 

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