Bury Me Deep

Bury me,

And bury me deep,

Under the tallest of mountains,

Under the vastest of seas,

The deadliest of blows,

The most hurtful of insults;

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Bury me

Under your lies,

Your fear, ill-masked with indifference,

Under a million of smiles,

Which turn into snakes

Sliding down from your lips

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Bury me deep,

Where you think

None would be able to find me,

Somewhere light doesn’t exist,

A place like your heart, where

Truth is merely a word

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Bury me deep,

So you know

I’m not as fragile as my bones,

Nor as easily bruised as my skin,

Nor as quiet and tame as

The sound of my voice

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Bury me deep,

For my heart

Beats at the top of the world

In the hands of a wrathful goddess,

To whom I entrusted it,

Dying of cold

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You could bury me,

Bury me deep,

But my heart at the top of the world

Would forever continue to call

Me from the darkest of corners

Of the Earth –

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Home

Without a Weakness

I step over the faded line, dividing

The realm of trust, built of my blind misunderstandings,

And this of the unknown paths I must tread on;

I’m certain, now there’s none and naught to guide me;

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No light will shine into the air, which, stiff and heavy,

Settles in my chest, changing me forever,

Into a faceless embodiment of courage; the absence

Of hope should help me bear this utter darkness;

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I cannot see what nightmares come alive where

I make my way, I can’t afford to dread them:

They help to build my fortress without entrance,

They turn my heart into a rock that can’t be moved;

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Behind me, in a haze, still standing,

There is the house of lies from which I ran, and

In its small windows I still glimpse the candles’

Flickering light: their faint warmth once entranced me;

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I watch the flames and shadows shake and tremble,

And laugh through tears, for now that ‘me’ is nonexistent;

The new one is a faultless stronghold, built to safeguard

What was your heart – what’s now my heart without a weakness