fifth circle

a burning graveyard
with 10 vultures standing
in the midst of the overshadowing
of the darkest day

I see my name
written on every wall
each turn

I try
to stay strong
my legs
running on low

I can't, my head
I don't want to feel this feeling anymore

well fuck if i can't, you said I could be but
can't I be both or more, something else
a different person
maybe I'll migrate away from the promised land
because I can't keep mine if this goes on any longer

gurgling the songs I used to know into blackness of the styx
we become one, and nothing
a compliment in itself when everything breaks into tiny bits

I will drown

I will give up

I will...

in the hope to be reborn again into something without the void in it's heart
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