Sarah Manuel
The Wound
The wound of life it deepens,
Deeper than the deepest sea,
Slowly but surely listens,
Sinking deeper into me.
Softly and quietly deepens,
Further into death's door I creep,
As the wound of life deepens,
No one doth lose their sleep,
Except me as the wound deepens,
Deepens, Deepens,
The wound of life it deepens,
Deeper than the deepest sea,
I am dead,
The wound of life hath deepened right through me.