Kreshnik musa


Falling In - Poem by Kreshnik musa

A life has died in precious time
I’m falling in, I’m falling in, I’m falling in
This darkness pulling me by my skin
My never ending crime-dragging my weight through space and time

I am falling, I am falling, I am falling, I ‘m falling within
The flash of light, the gravity erasing my life
My mind is fading… Innocence, innocence, innocence, innocence……My mind is ending

This darkness pulling me by my skin
I’m falling in, I’m falling in, I’m falling in
My justice disappears-the black hole sucking in everything I hold dear
My eyes are burning, the road is gone, and my will is turning
I touch the stairway of corpses, leading me down
I am able to see again the demon with the horny crown


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, August 5, 2008



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