Black Liquid Fixation

I can feel it
Running slowly
Spreading under my skin

Obsession
Submission
My will is giving in

I’m falling
I’m falling
Deeper down into the loneliness

I’m crawling
still breathing
Pushing myself out of nothingness

Wallowing
Dark streams trickling across my eyes
Oily fingers grasp

Squeezing
Iron thorns tightly around my heart
Recurring feeble gasps

Craving
Body screaming more trembling in pain
Black liquid to my veins

Waiting
for calmness and relief again
Eternal thirst remains

Affections disappear
Enter hopelessness and fear
Hollow I’ve become
Isolated, weak and numb

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