The brittle ice commends to the depths the unhindered wanderer.



Glassless eyes flutter

Shimmer depths draping drowning screams

Ragged underwhelming

Snuffed out presence

Dimming as the flows call deeper to plunge

As the light above parts further into the everlasting

A reaching hand betrays the too late sinking surface away from you.

Watch your world plunging into darkness as the load you claimed to be able to endure

Drowns you deeper and deeper beneath the fractured surface

My allowance is a pittance of suffering.

I’ll spend it eagerly and hungrily to satisfy my endless swallowing emptiness

Deepening and widening the empty pit.

I resent everyone for not helping me when I refused to ask them for help.

I hate them for not reading my mind when I lied and said I was fine.

This is what your bitterness towards my innocence wanted.

You wanted me to end up an undying angel of hope.

Hardly you realized, the cost for the eternal.

Now I drift not dying in the bottom of an endless scream of drowning existence.

Thanks again for believing that you were good enough to manipulate me into an angel.

I’m choking on the depths of isolation.

My fate, was never yours to fulfill your tampering desires

Have fun in the hell you created me.

We didn’t ask for this, you did.



This song is tied to this poem
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kOyNA75FvwQ

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