Death Aisle

The blueness inside of me is turning to dark,

Every time I see the end, I’m seeing the start.

This loop keeps on looping, it won’t ever stop,

I’m losing the time, and also I’m losing my spark.

My lust started rusting, I lost all my sheen.

I wish I could disappear and never reveal.

Every time I find some hope, I’m losing my reveal.

Every time I’m trying to talk, words get stuck inside me.

I feel like I’m destroying myself and I can’t help.

My soul keeps yelling, trying to alert myself.

My mind’s telling me everything is okay,

My heart feels contracted, but it keeps on race.

I feel my heart in maze between right and sins,

It used to choose with ease, but it lost its sense.

Everything I built is slowly turning to drift,

The cement used inside was made of faience.

The angel inside of me looks like he fell.

Every brick I used to build it seems wrecked.

I’ve tried to protect the rest, but it kept to slip.

Every time I hold a brick, another one slips.

The darkness inside of me is covering the sky.

I used to look at stars, but now they’re demised.

And every source of light has lost its bright.

How hard it is to be dead inside while you look alive.

I’m walking down this aisle between life and death.

Death is in everywhere; it cannot be stripped.

The waves are everywhere, I wish I could cede,

And dig my own roots to allow myself to repeat.