An all consuming nothing
Inside me
Velvet despair
My always companion
Drawn now too near the surface
The almost peace of nights without meaning
My mind overflows with the dreams I am not living
Honesty comes for my indecision with a gun
The life I owe myself screaming from my depths beyond imagining
I am weak
Lost in the shadow of my own cowardice
I could not conceive the gravity of the mistakes that I was making
Payment rendered in moments of life
Sapping soul from my fingertips
Traded for meager possessions
I am tired
Enticed into oblivion
There but for the grace of he goes I

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