Empty Lids

by Alma_Oscura   Feb 1, 2006


Each step I take...
Every breath I breathe...
Take God away...
Restful fits of peace.

I want to be of another place
Another energy
Waking nights I pay
Searching frantically for peace.

I walk on bloodied glass
Corroded teeth of venom
Place my fingertip on your forehead
Disintegrating your passion

Skin turns black
You fall down
I walk on
So I dream.

Blank expression
Flattened emotion
Scream at me
...Scream for me to stop.

Take away God
Leave my resting slumber
The silence is cool
Frozen in ecstacy...
...The fathoms of my soul.

I taste your flesh
Elegance my sway
Take Him away...
...I'm already there.

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