Words from another time

As the pain of the day grows long on my frame I miss the words that kept me strong.
I sit and trade one demon for another, my manic fades with the sun only to give way to the dance of my limbs
The twisted torture of this disease
I yearn for words to take me to another place, gentle guidance to a space next to your heart.
I wish only to dwell in the hollows of the places you seldom go, come see me as you please
As the poisons of this day drag me towards the nights end
I wish I wait but soon I will be done.

The End.
Benjamin
2016

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