Numbness overcomes me once I finally see
That I beg for a savior, but it is in vain that I plea.
Storm clouds enshroud the sunrise
As we commence the unveiling of lies.
The pleasure some find in others’ pain
Is a cruelty by which the preten…
A quiet appeal, whispering, waking,
Attempting to relieve the self-inflicted aching,
Heavy with sleeplessness, I reject any reckoning,
Of my conscience, beckoning, beckoning, beckoning.
But the attempts of the devil to leave me immobilized