Friday, November 5, 2010

Sleeping Beside Doom

He's the piper in the waters
leads you deeper as you go
like a serpent in the silence
you follow him below
and he ends you
drowning
She's the stalker in the forest
hunts you deeper as you go
like a creature in the stillness
you the prey will never know
when she ends you
dying
They're the enemies we hold to
sleep beside each night we need to
and curl around each morning
like fools we hold onto nothing
He's the whispers in the meadow
brushes kisses across your spine
a tempter he will beguile you
and cause you to lose your mind
once he ends you
deceiving
She's the glow behind your smile
makes the music you will dance to
and as you follow her away now
know that she is going to kill you
and once she kills you
bleeding
They're the enemies we hold to
sleep beside each night we need to
and curl around each morning
like fools we hold onto nothing
but doom
we are sleeping beside doom
and when we roll over in the morning
it's the dying...
...slowly one day at a time

by elizabeth azpurua

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