Husk; polluted shoreline; an unauthentic shell,
positioned between a throbbing pain,
and the gateway;

Moistened parabola,
words not wisdom,
seething and festering
sunken hollow,

Death brings me deeper
into the mire. Where love
lasts no more.

I’ve lost.

The game has played out,
and I am no Victor.

Advertisements

Husk; polluted shoreline; an unauthentic shell,
positioned between a throbbing pain,
and the gateway;

Moistened parabola,
words not wisdom,
seething and festering
sunken hollow,

Death brings me deeper
into the mire. Where love
lasts no more.

I’ve lost.

The game has played out,
and I am no Victor.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s