minimally abstract

a vague memory as you sleep,creeping on your bitten tonguetwisting worms,just an image in the dark.a faint whisperlightning colored walls trap me inand I can't help but let them comeIn the light of my dreamsI awaken.An empty silence unforgivingEvery tunnel I enter on tiptoesAnd still, the shadows find me outI never knew this weaknessMy heart twisting into ribbonsdead fish flailing on the sandthe wind can't whisper away my tearscan the leaves listen in on my fearstangled and brokensoft words left unspokenfrom the lips.how could i have phrasedthis thought this state of beingmy body my mindspread out like goo on the ground?don't lift me upfrom here I can hear the soundsof where your heart has gone,deep in the edge of a swamp.i died young, i died youngAnd when I look out, anywhere,behind from a bar of treesi imagine faint lights from the north,your haunting face,your broken grace.
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