Submissions by freetrog

A handle, a handle, a handle please
I'm feeling the shaking that starts in my knees
The beast has arrived and it's taken my peace
My skin is screaming
I need a release
The burning is growing
In my blood as it's flowing
My chest is on fire
And my darkness is growing
I'm sick of reality
and I'm sick of knowing
This maelstrom is breaking me
Now my mind is going

Down, down, down
Down, down, down

This room of tiles
Brings calm and brings smiles
Alone with my friend
This smells like the end
Stuck to my shower...

5:08, it’s 54 and raining
Wiping away sleep with the strength that’s remaining

5:11 now and my eyes have stopped straining
Relinquishing sight to the absence of light
Tired of looking at nothing to see, It’s 5:15, it’s 54 and it’s raining,
and the wind smells like the sea.

5:19, can’t close my eyes but I’m not complaining,
Pushing away thoughts with the strength that’s remaining

5:21 now and I step out into the 54 and the raining
The squeaking of shoe souls plays the song of my leaving
Away from the hole in my stomach, and away...