11 November 2012

I sat on the edge,

Wounds never heal,

Prayers go dry,

Never will I kneel.

My knees are tired of this begging,

My dreams were smashed upon my bedding.

I awoke to the sound of learning,

I only learned those dreams were burning.

I cut again,

To hear no connection,

Nothing gained, just bull shitted attention.

This pain is worse than I thought before,

I want an endless slumber, nothing more.

partoworldCut For No Connection • Opuss № I