When All The Words Are Gone Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

I hear your doubt.
I hear you turned inside out.
God hates me.
God burns me.
Each and every day with words so hollow.
The emptiness makes it so hard to swallow.
The absense of all artificial flavors.
A death touch to ones very soul.
God hates me.
God burns me.
A bonfire to conquer the skies.
Grabbing at the moon with plans of pulling it on down.
Knuckles crack as the hammer starts to pound.
The echo of a empty heart beat of. a sound.
A half of a tick then its gone.
God hates me.
God burns me.
A place set in constant discomfort.
He who shall go on nameless.
Patience and one you one day might become famous.
Even if its only in your own eyes.
Happiness is always a supprise.
Conquer and divide.
Just trying to stay alive.
Breathing so shallow.
Oh
Oh
Oh
I don't know if I'll make it.
But it is just so breath taking.
So I will just take it and see if I still make it.
There are no words left when the soul is finally gone