the bloody day passed.. as did many more..
rewinding my eyes.. realizing it was but a scratch,
now a scar to remind me of better days
.... ... .. .. . . .

migrating to a mundane monotony
signing every mile in scarlett
running residue in my rearview..
dripping to the last drop
reaching a suburban sea of solitude..
empty..
releasing my last breath
commending the suffocating conformity..

reluctantly entering hermitage..
counting the degrees, urging the shadow on..
growing you in..pushing me out.. dousing my soul
leaving frenzied footprints on my mind, stained in blood..
fresh blood.. from an old place..
feeling the puddle forming.. seeing what was hidden
reaching for an image, for a hope..
touching what is painfully untouchable..
losing more blood.. losing my mind..
losing the emptyness.. gaining an insight..

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