Living Death
Posted on: June 18, 2014, at 02:28:17pm

A single life, torn away from the world
Blindly erecting its own prison
Sits idly by, asking those distant
"How has your day been?" once again

A simple statue, with dying flame
Stationary and unable to move
Sits idly by, asking those distant
"Good to see you again." once again

Living an eternal, facile facade
Veiling from the world the dark inside
In the silent nights, alone it asks:
"Shouldn't there be more to this life?"

Forging blades to cut its own heart
The blind life sits, and never changes
Its emotions die, with only one thing known
That it has learned how to live death