Chaos
Troughs and crests
Blurred musing
Wretched intentions
Parting of clouded thoughts
light pouring through
Fresh blood stains on sun-ray skin
Sealed gates
hindering the flames of hell
Scorched now
then again
Scalding wax on purple bruises
Swallowed fistfuls of bitter cure
A flickering light bulb
the room is dark again
And the breath continues to wheeze
the heart thudding, veins throbbing
Despite.
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