Jason

i’ve lost control
doing joy division.
half of nothing is nothing more.

you’ve lost composure.
hate multiplication.
double or nothing the bile is vile.

i’m losing control.
my joy is halved and divided.
nothing halved and i have nothing more.

you’ve gained deceit again.
your voice is out of control.
i hear your pain it’s muted again.

i’m blaming myself again.
for the loss of hope murdered.
the murderer free as the crow.

you’re gaining the end
as your blood runs a torrent.
my hope flies upon despair’s veneer.

i’m lost in outward control.
the slippery red rents a tear in my soul.
your breath cold and bare.

i’m alone in mythic mansions.
castles built from ghostly redemption.
the vacuous air dry with despair.

i’m losing control again.
my heart has no hope again.
my soul smiles no more again.
can this be the end my friend.

the bitter end
of the knotted rope.
the noose around my clotted throat.

where was the start my friend.
was it the end when i opened my heart.
ripped apart like butterfly wings.
the twinge and the winge of inception.

i’ve lost control again.
drowned the pain to wrench the pen.
seen enough of the ugliness of men.

this is the end my friend.
could have come sooner then.
perhaps i could’ve never been.

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