The Absolution of Black Tears (with poem)

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My days are hollow, dragging slowly by.
I linger here on borrowed time
beneath a bruised and ominous brown sky,
where the heavy, suffocating rain sets in.

The moody, brutal storms of the past have cleared,
leaving only the wreckage of a shattered soul.
Deceit has built a monument—
the lies pile high, reaching for the moon,
while an unspeakable truth hangs thick in the air.

It begs for truth, though speaking it will tear me apart.
Imminent, life-saving action is demanded,
yet nothing moves. It never happens.

And so I weep.
I weep for the ghosts of wasted opportunities,
as the dark current traces the lines of my face.
Black tears, carbon-black, as dense and soot-stained as my soul.

Finally, in the heavy quiet of these closing moments,
the suffocating dark begins to crack.

I see the light.

A promise of Eternal Life draws close,
hovering just within my desperate reach,
as the last black tear dries upon my defiled flesh.
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