25 Days Until The End – Twenty-Five – Wrapped In Words

It covers all,

this sticky black tar,

removing the light,

sucking it all away,

slowly draining me,

like a withered husk,

I trudge on,


towards your damnation,

I see it,

your end,

for it shows me,

all the blood,

all the pain,

but don’t fear it,

and don’t run,

as there’s nowhere to go,

nowhere it won’t find you,

do you see?

Do you understand?

twenty-five days,

see what I see,

let’a set it free.

One Comment Add yours

  1. My hat’s off to you, Matthew and I’m cheering in the bleachers, regardless of the weather.


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