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Numbness of Nihilism
The molecules of rage that breed hatred,
boil under the skin of love's last memories.
I can see the winter coming,
amongst the falling leaves and chill of your contempt.
While you're condemned forevermore.
The stars in your eyes are wilting,
as if only nebulas of nothing will take their place.
I am drowning in that darkness,
amongst the rivers of tears you cry for yourself,
while lies form truths undeniable..
You blotched out your portraits with grey,
to deny yourself a tomorrow..
The rain clouds you conjured will be only to
shroud the tears you shed in vain.
And nihilism will bury you alive..
When the decent into madness claims the last of you,
all light will fade from a withered soul..
The Gods laugh as you cry,
amongst the trees that decay with your every breath.
Hate is your final reprise.
You sang the song of filth and deceit,
to deny yourself belonging.
The pity you fornicated will be
the beginning of your decent,
and eternal slumber will veil your eyes.
Very dark, very sad.
ReplyDeleteSeems to be your pattern lately.
I would like to see something more... cheerful, maybe? :]
All that beautiful you have in that head of yours, surely you could pull out something with a more happy tone. :]