I.
Misery seeps through every pore
Fall into the beloved embrace of the overwrought beasts
Dream of death and gore
Murder the priests' beliefs
Grin back at all the ungrateful
Etch your endless pain upon their hearts
Fight and be forceful
For in this world, this is where it starts
Drift amongst those akin to you
Sing of the lost and the grieving
Sweet praises you give, waiting for something to ensue
Chart your way through hell
For in this world, together we dwell
II.
Severed souls attempt to grasp your mortality
Whispers begin to flood your ears
Pulling you under
Into the depths of your fears
Drowning you within their never-ending lust
As you struggle against the corruptions
Part of you is already on the path
The one far more often taken
The one that is of destruction
III.
In solitude, I remain
Drowning in despair
Paralysis engulfs me
Recalled remorse ripens my soul
A lifetime of grief is undertaken
Suffocating sobs diminish the silence
Unbearable isolation has descended upon me
Now, only remnants
Maybe of a past life
Forever forgotten
About the Creator
Rachel Schick
My name is Rachel Jean-Marie Schick and I am a 21 year old college student with a passion for writing. My dreams are to simply travel the world and write and write and write until I die.
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