Darkness lets me see everything,
where it is,
where its been.
Flamed is the soul that burns on these self righteous stakes,
condensing into nothing but the matter of madness,
sorrow is the greatest of all fears,
for we who have no fear it is only a hole,
we put ourselves in to bury our pain.
Death, pain, grieving we where once led to believe where the mournful songs
of our heart trying to release its hatred to the world,
fading in and out,
blinding light our faces like a pale ghost in the fog.
Our empty dreams only served buy our seemingly empty souls,
souls that pass over us can feel the pain we release,
this aggression,
overcoming us in everything we do.
Once our head filled with butterfly's and puppy dogs,
now burning in our own hell fading away like the memory's we once
loved,
drawn in for our own lesson in solitude.
The darkness now letting demons breed,
impaling us with the lies we once shed.
No one is their to call out to in the night,
we scream out to hear nothing but a faint whisper of ourselves bleeding in
our ears like the blood trickling from the frayed wrist.
asking the question why god why,
No answer still,
burning in our own self served purgatory,
we fight courageously,
for nothing but to suffer finding our way back into the hands of hate.
Its not something we are allowed to run from,
we take it every chance we can,
seeking the truth in us,
all along we knew there was no truth,
only our lies of depravity....
Raped of our sanity,
grim hatred towards our own,
kicking screaming as a young child,
would do from his mothers womb.
The bright lights opening around us,
then thrown aside,
he will take us all down below,
fierce images of mutilation,
all remorse ignored.
Planting the seeds of hate,
never can we find our way through the pain,
digging a hole.
Nothing left,
instead we find ourselves in front of a mirror looking back,
our torn body's broken.
Faint whispers can never be heard,
secrets can never be kept,
fading out in the wind,
burnt whispers of the wretched,
fading, falling into the dark abyss,
never to be seen again.
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