awaking sickness

seek the silence in me
for the chaos breathes
lately feeling strange
poison hanging in trees

I am searching
for something
to live for
to die for

sounds keep me awake
and alert
sleeping in the dirt
spoiling tears on the floor

never was never will
they say it was a kill
of a heart
that was in love

stealing bodies from the grounds
for the perverted sickness come to life
crosses lost their honour
losing their true spirit and beholding love

cannot see the goodness in some things
cannot see the evil in some love
guessing the time away
desperation is near

down here
in this life

I shall be searching
for something

that is worth to die for

while spreading the sickness

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