Loveless heartbeat,
growing cold;
Mouth torn open,
leaving, my soul.
A glassy stare,
pierces the flesh,
clawing my back,
my wounds now fresh.
Scream in agony,
a bittersweet sound.
Of my mind,
insane and broken loud;
Fingers crack, snap and break,
will is shattered,
along with my faith.
Raspy breath escapes my throat,
as I try to lift onto the boat.
But how it sails,
sails away,
How it glides,
Glides away...
Broken and dying,
I start to bleed out,
But not before,
they give me one last sound;
A trumpet blares,
and my ears go numb,
as they wave,
to the Broken One.
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