Self Decay
The amazing labyrinth
Of endless blood vessels
Flow into
Bittersweet infinity
The manual somnolence
Is exploited
By a heavenly light
I descend
A spiraling staircase
Straight into melancholy
The perception I had
Is now asphyxiated
Into nothingness
This is just a prelude
To self-decay
Of endless blood vessels
Flow into
Bittersweet infinity
The manual somnolence
Is exploited
By a heavenly light
I descend
A spiraling staircase
Straight into melancholy
The perception I had
Is now asphyxiated
Into nothingness
This is just a prelude
To self-decay
Published by Stephanie Alford
I've returned from my little emotional sabbatical. Much better now. View profile
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- The Fallacy of Self Esteem Programs in School
- Tips for Living a Self Sufficient Lifestyle
- Self Mutilation
3 Comments
Post a CommentThis is a very powerful poem! Nice job!
You have a flair for the melodramatic.
I hope these are happening only in fantasy and not in reality .......................you're getting me worried here...................