Penetrating heat
Penetrating heat boils my skin
laying there not knowing where I've been
i begging to wonder "will i go under?"
i sneak a peak ultra violet rays
clamp my eyelids shut with not a leak
has my resting place been chosen
without my consent arisen?
that raging hand constraining my back
against the rough sand my only aid
a thick impregnable cloud to shield my pains raid
earths grain forms a cover shear agony
becomes my lover day light hours seem so long
what have i done so wrong why cannot i die
in ease so could resting peace
A slow end is deaths picture frame for me.
laying there not knowing where I've been
i begging to wonder "will i go under?"
i sneak a peak ultra violet rays
clamp my eyelids shut with not a leak
has my resting place been chosen
without my consent arisen?
that raging hand constraining my back
against the rough sand my only aid
a thick impregnable cloud to shield my pains raid
earths grain forms a cover shear agony
becomes my lover day light hours seem so long
what have i done so wrong why cannot i die
in ease so could resting peace
A slow end is deaths picture frame for me.
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