Dig Deep(Revised) Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

Dig Deep(Revised)



Looking through blood shot eyes watching the brightening sunrise.
Feeling so tired, and just so sick of it.
Pictures so dead and gone.
Burnt up in the dying flames.
Still trying to keep things the same.
But how can it be?
It's a devils game.
He wins again.
Another loss of a very good friend.
Names mount.
Carved in stone.
Don't tell me we are not all alone.
Cause I now better then anyone.
I live it every day.
My very own raining parade.
And it doesn't get any easier,
Even when I pray.
An easier day, an easier moment.
No more faith.
All these desperate attempts have left a stale taste.
Please just wake up now.
Hold your head above the clouds.
Even if you don't feel so proud.
Put that lovely, lyingly, smiling face on.
Come on, just come on.
Like it even matters.
Let me rest my head.
Let death come quick.
Let the misery die with one little pin prick.
An invasion of the mind.
A loss of all time.
Through so many layers we go.
And still it does not help.
I'm just as confused.
Another game in which I choose to lose.
In life memories are for the growing old.
In life the dying heart is for those already cold.
In life perfection is a goal that can never be reached.
But still we try.
We have to do so.
Reasons justified.
My soul has been compromised.
An encircling limbo with no notion of where I'm might be going.
But still I must.
Braced.
I steady my self, ready my self.
Another unconscious transgression.
I'm not even really here.
Distant and unchecked.
No sight in which world I exist yet.
Just where did I go.
I got to be somewhere.
So I guess I'll have to just dig deep.

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