disappearer

tolls of the darkest smoke
pine through broken souls
without hesitation or hope
swirl away, becoming holes
in which i hide and become
one with voids unimaginable
expurge prayers, and not one
can know the depths i´m able
to sink into
disappear to

too somber
not even a glimpse
can awake it now
and the ropes are cut
and the veins are open
and nothing will ever be the same again

you know running is my own game
why do you insist on playing it?
if i were choking on my own chain
would you still try and break it?
and if the tides came to save me
would you dive in and embrace me?
if my world were my head´s making
would you still want to live in it?

the sky opens its arms
and you know i can´t refuse
to let go and disappear