The Agony of the Longing
(Fractured Thoughts of an Insane Mind)
The pain seeps forth like blood
Sending a scream of torment
From a fractured soul,
Yet it is without sound.
Silent yet deafening.
Piercing cries that drive those around away.
Elucidating thoughts torture the innocent victim.
The agony of the longing, to be intimately close to someone
Yet always so desperately far away.
Life slowly seeping out behind the inner wall.
No door, no key, no way in and no way out,
Locked inside this prison of the damned
Slowly going insane.
Knowing this and knowing also nothing can be done to halt the process.
He sleeps.
Sleeping, dying
Dying in the agony of the longing.
