Murder of my soul....
sad, sad me.sad, sad world.
Sadness diffusing into the already depressing atmosphere, suffocating, kiling.
Killed in a wink, waiting for something- a miracle almost - your return.
Is this martyrdom?
Martyrs go to heaven. But there must be a fineprint, here somewhere.
Does the ticket to heaven apply to me?
Time stops. Limbo. Torture.
Floating midway, imagining the worst.
Deja vu'. It's happened before.
I've been through this and I know how it'll go....
as soon as heaven opens its gate, and i sigh in relief,
I'm pulled back here, to go through this again.
Sickening doom.
Repeated murder,
of my soul and my hope....
Oh God, stop this.
posted by asheyy @ 8:31 AM
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