Railroad Tracks
Deep despair pits of my demise,
Here I lie in the self-misery,
of the hole I dug for myself.
Always falling,
drawing the curtains,
of my impending,
doom.
The gates of pain
opening the downfall,
to my coming resolution.
One foot falling in front of the other,
bringing me closer to the gun,
holding the bullet for my anguish.
The rue of heavy tears,
priming the fall,
of the bitter blues,
of my crying heart.
The deep cuts only provides a sea of red sorrow,
Drowning in the misgivings of my darkest desires,
that will ensue.
Not another,
not while you are here.
Not my undoing,
Our love is too enduring.
Cut down upon my self-loathing demons,
the anguish of my sadness,
flows,
bringing me closer,
to the ache of my damaged soul.
Till that last drop,
I will fade to the coldness,
of my endless despair.
Falling,
The depths welcoming the darkness,
Cutting,
The river flows with remorse,
Opening new red avenues,
to deciet my trodden feet away from the warmth of your arms.
Railroad tracks laid upon my extended arms,
trying to reach for a forgotten love,
only seas apart,
My other is gone,
leaving me in a cold embrace.
Ooooh noo,
just one more,
to cut upon these passing tracks,
bring me closer to desperation row.
Pull another sharp edge down upon my fragile heart,
drawing the grief that spills so easily.
Look upon my canyons,
for they only run red for you love.
The last reminders,
of past failed endings,
leading to trails of deep scars,
wanting another slash,
to lead me to dead ends.