Poem – Unfinished

I want to forget
never breathing in again
what’s meant to be dead
contaminating my memory

and it comes back
every second, hour, day and week
scarfaced regret
polluting all my fantasy

please let me fall
through darkness ‘nto eternity
loopholes dripping blood
my brain my heart and-…

Seven Bodies, six lies
five heartbeats, four cries
three laughter, two men
one song. The end …?


 [It’s more like a song, than to be a ‘poem’]

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