Pain by now you know me by name
Drop by drop you corrode sanity
You let me watch each incision
Without a bother for precision
You leave horrible scars across my frail heart
You call it life
I call it Hell
Hope for us is a dark night with a shy moon that won’t come out to play
First you cry
Then you wish to die
After comes nothing but numbness
The days become a struggle
The nights become long watch hours
Only the peaceful know sleep
Above all this
I neither fear the pain or grief
My bleakest thought would be losing you
Not just your body
But your heart and spirit to the ever closing pain
A soul snatcher it is
A killer of love and all that believe in it
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