Poetry ~ Serenity’s Failing

Breath in filth of your lies.

Wipe your faith upon my sleeve.

Remind me not of foolish waste, the you gave.
Serenity’s failing… meeting meat sailing in alcohol dreams.

 

Fiending lush addicted to the feeling of nothing.

Lusting for another sweet morgueasmic moment.
Where even stillness is a scream. Senses of high-five.

Emotional malfunction; feigning smile every day.

Hoping sorrow is never far away: at I know it.

Lapsing to the false that positive brings

Listening to the loins with which I exhale.

Exhuming my emotions only for the sake of brevity.

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