Water and erosion

Waves upon waves

of searing, new folds of pain

eroding what I knew

Day after day

Why will you keep haunting me

As if you don’t desire me to recover

How will I heal

If I’m not left alone

My bleeding little fingers

Gripping the Rock

While the damp air whips

My hair about my cheeks and ears

And satan whispers

He is no longer here

Lies are in your chest

Lies are what you do best

I know this is just a test

I would not say I’m brave

You said you’d never leave

So perhaps I can hold on

For just one more day



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