Fragile
My latest poetry, published only in this blog.
S.R. Derr
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The corpses of my dreams haunting in screams
Witness if you will
The paralyzing breath of my pale death
Her cold brutal chill
As I succumb to the path of my darkest wrath
Forsaken, I lie still
The road paved with blood, my ceremonial flood
Subject of the kill
Suffering in winter’s silence, extolling the violence
My burdened mind
Overwhelming obscurity foreshadows my impurity
Abandoned in kind
Dragging the depths and dregs for the death of my dread
Buried and blind
The honor of sacrifice corrupts the vein of my device
Impaling the rind
My sins dwell in the consumption of hell
Ominous horrors untold
The phases of my life, a revelation of scorned sardonic strife
Timeless fables unfold
The mask I wear to hide my despair
Unholy rage controlled
The symbiosis of hypnosis feeding my psychosis
Devours the threshold
The past decays into the haze of countless days
Endured in vain
Endless seas of blasphemy, boundless without empathy
My anguish arcane
Hollow is the name of grace, stifled in tongues of disgrace
The nightmares insane
Echoes of memories unheard, find solace in my last words
Dismembered in disdain.
