“With Eyes Now Finally Open.”

Cold and dead, this drawn-out thread
The fire burns no more.

Joyless nights and senseless fights
Two zombies without souls.

Race was run and without fun
Clutching onto what resides no more.

Unfulfilled, blood has been spilled
The house is not a home.

Flightless birds and hurtful words
Sad chickens without heads.

Lost in denial, it’s been awhile
Oblivions become your ever after.

Slit those throats and embrace the choke
This is your funeral procession.

Six feet down in the unforgiving ground
With eyes now finally open.

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