Empty Feelings of Freedom

The wind swallows swells and plays
Bringing back the rot- decay
Everything I'd sent away

Where friend, where did you hang your halo
Unlike the rest you would have let me know

My only hope
is that at the end of this rope
the wind never blows again.

Barely There

Only a breath away from alive
Just one thought away from being
I'm not all dead inside
But it's not enough worth seeing.

Though somehow I linger
Without you I don't exist
Take these tiny fingers
Cut them off at the wrist.

The sickening smell
This rust under my skin
I thought this was hell
But it's only the end.

(Trying to rewrite a few old lines, and to make a few new ones...)