Pushing daisies

Be still and observe how he destroys himself
Hitting stronger
Only to cry louder
Slowly but surely
Digging deeper
Until he’s six feet under
Pushing daisies
The truth he has eroded
His own pack of lies at the heart of it all
Desperation has a face
His

(Written for someone who dug his own grave and Three Word Wednesday Erode Heart Observe)

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