Where The Wild Things Are

Just a lost tragedy,
Begging for safety
How could this nightmare walk the earth?
What is this suffering really worth?
It is past my curfew,
And this is where I like to get off.
It is like another lifeline there is no more lights,
But there is more drinks to go around.
I’m ruining my path,
By traipsing through my past.
Tough icky rough messes,
I leave behind.
Sing through these weak bones.
Let it Resonate in my soft heart,
Fragile and meek, surrendering to my knees.
This darkness is in my soul,
Won’t you take control?
Pierce my sins through the skin,
And eradicate where the wild things are.

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