FOREVER DAWN COBIN WILLIE
Have you ever felt like you were at war with your own
I will bite down to grind my teeth as I sew faith to my
head?
skin so it can drag me to the light when I do not feel
No motivation just hesitation to find yourself balled
alright
up in honest self-mutilation
Horned conscience laughing dancing having another
Looking up to yell this hell to broken wishes from
heyday with new ways to falter, what good is anoth-
shattered constellations
er burning altar?
The wound is true with new beatings turning blue, I
I am not so sure anymore which is darker, that part
against Me against Myself
of my mind that turns on me or is it that part of my
I hate the way I love how good this feels because
heart that wants to forever remain torn apart
love to me is so unreal
Forever dawn feels forever wrong I rather see the sky
Even the coldest casket could not keep me from
blood painted till it turns black
masking it, still hiding it
I will squeeze the throat with a pole bearer grip,
Running through the rain praying for one more last
reflected flesh begins to rip
cleansing cascade
I face the truth, so afraid, I wish this could be easily
If the devil is in the details than the angel should
unmade, but the pain remains here to stay
have been obvious
It took so long to see it now that me hurting me is
I try to cage the rage before the rage leaves me
hurting you, me breaking me is breaking you, me
caged
drowning me is drowning you
My mind still stuck on repeat still crashing at the
Alone in this nailing my own tongue to my own fist, I
same old broken tracks
cannot speak of how this will end
Here’s proof that a spirit can bleed, and faith can
Breaking the vow was the vow, I know I need it but
even find a way to stay away
do not want the help
I am not lost, I just do not want to be found; it is my
Razor wire wrapped around my mouth stained with
maze where I want to remain
blood tinged spit of words spoken to never forget
But today seems a bit different, a little less tense
some miracles begin with the deepest cut
there is an unknown on the horizon Which somebody will I be today if it is to be my last, which voice will have their forever day? Do they make tombstones for monsters you made? What would it read or left blank?
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