Wednesday, May 4, 2016

Wail of the Banshee




Exhausted, no further can I go;
A life extirpated out of its cause.
Faith, no more have I got;
Outlived a life out of god’s grace.
I bow down to no one, hold back nothing,
Never surrender, I don’t submit
For I’ve got nothing to lose!
Everything I had—once had,
I’ve given up them all. Expecting quietus,
I’ve grown up stronger by each millisecond.
Bound by no guilt, haunted by no regrets
Or any remorse, I’m all set
To walk out of my life.

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