Spectations

A study, of words, in crimson, sometimes blue, rarely yellow.

Solitude

Is it the light that burns my eyes?
Or is it the darkness that blinds me?

Is it you who leads me to my fate?
Or is the Devil playing tricks on my mind?

Is it the life I wished to lead?
Or is it the monster I have run from for so long?

None of this matters now.
None of this makes any more sense.

My eyes bleed tears of forgiveness.
My heart slows down to match the tick of the clock.
My brain has numbed due to the decisions it has to take.
My hands reach out to plead the return of my innocence.

& I back down into the darkness.
The light is no home to me anymore.

& I regress into the shadows.
To at least spend my last moments with myself.

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