For old times’ sake I did,
juttered out the ravenous calm
in hopes of sanity,
O pull me up!
For I’m sinking in deep and deep.
A no-ending black hole, raws and all
scraping isn’t worrisome, no more,
plummeting a ten times glory, it seem,
this path down the sucker with an abhorous zeal
not ‘ye all judgemental; but for thyself
a hoarder of pain looked up for one last time-
bring me up not this hellhole;
screams won’t be so bad anyway
I repent, not for the sins, but
for thyself endurement.
Really not sure what this was saying. ‘Pulmenting’ isn’t a word I know nor can I find it in the dictionary. This one was a little bit odd today…
Sorry that word was a spelling mistake. It is ‘plummeting’. Apparently many did not understand it. It was about baring and lookin into what one really is.
Thanks for liking my post “Back to work” and as for endurement, I don’t how I endure myself sometimes, either (but I do repent of my sins)!