The moon breaks the horizon
Blue flames flare
Licking away my soul
Licking away my sanity
All it asks for is ferver
All is seeks is delirium
A mind numbing overload
Sensation and sense
Mingled tidal wave
Washing the wound of my heart
Antiseptic
Lasting the length of the wave
Crashing down
Left gaping
Left gasping
Back to normal
Back to all you hate
Slowly
Eons
The wind blows the mountain away
One grain of sand at a time
The waves wash all away
Nothing left to burn
Nothing left to break
Nothing left to feel
In the sandstorm screams
Silence can be heard
Past all the pain
Past all the noise
Past all the blinding light
Past all the darkness
I stand still
Still in the storm
Still in the waves
Still in the pain
Still I stand
Until the wind blows the mountain away
One grain of sand at a time
8/13
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