So Far To Fall And Still Falling Poem by Vision Ghost

Cried so many tears, that I bleed from my eyes
Can’t break this cycle of agony, that I despise
Beating it down hard, until my fists are bruised
Obligated by these emotions; I am so confused

Sinking downward, toward something I can’t see
Fell so hard from the shelter, of my tallest tree
Still falling and I fear the ground beneath this
Invisible for my cries, as I am lost in the mist

I want to tear this out of me, as it consumes me
Feeling it writhe to my every exhale, never free
Like a worm of the infection, growing so within
My fever won’t break, as I bathe in tempered sin

A fixture so very permanent, upon the scar tissue
Of what once resembled a loving heart; a fissure
Bleeding out to the floor, I have not yet reached
Fearing this pain, as my confidence is breached

Tore out my broken finger nails, trying to hold on
So lost to the cause, to find the sand to walk upon
And find some common ground, to start again from
A testament to my own misery, written in a tome

Its pages black and withered, as is my broken face
Hit myself to try and feel again, as I feel disgrace
And regret to a past, I cannot revisit to fix somehow
Uncured and conquered; this grows upon my brow

Forever in flames, the constant of what cannot change
So shattered from this inevitability, I’ve lost the range
To reach out and touch your face again, in a caress
Abandoned in the corner, so unconsidered as I press

Down upon these wounds, to make this bleed again
And place the fingers in my mouth, to taste the pain
Scratching at my eyes, to obscure my perspectives
This is something that I can’t control; I’m loosing this