Life’s Bitter Whore ~ Rise to Ashes

by Omega Maverick on 2018/11/21

How to let go; a life that is free?
Poetic dribble escaping the wasteland.

An Antarctic, archaic soul.
Just trying resent in peace.
Momentarily believing.
Wondered into moment’s lease.

Off goes the race!

Soon stripped away. Bitterness, once more.
Falling short with shortened breath.

Burnt sky, through with me?

Withering with no distraction or discretion.
Face molded with acid again.

Finding…
As always…

I’m life’s bitter whore.

Nightlife story written on stalls.
Call unto me. Broken, shall fall.
Bloodied lust of virgin desires.

Never forget honest liar.
Once more night beckoned to fulfill ache.

So come, peer in, let your desires expire.

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