on every side leading you
to feel out of control
As you reach out to lash out
and synthesize an escape or
release from the consequences
of your actions
As you look for a sheep's
soul to pour your black bitter upon
Watch it be my shadow replacing
the figure you so accustomed
to find on that spot right
there, masking the murky shallow
brown puddles on the floor you
mistook as my eyes
Turn your neck in fear, find the
pointing finger (on judgement day)
be the sword.
See the red stain clear from
my irises
As you despair to have (the last
attack on me to have one last laugh
and as you die, your embitterement
seeks to release its malignant
spore as one last attempt to
survive
Blinded by the tiny part of light
released from my cloaked eyes
holding onto Him like a baby child
being nurtured
my right hand shoo you
away break free from the
blood red vines growing
on the black newly
attempting at forming around
my wrist burned away out
of existence by the weapon
he hadth given me.
I, just remembering it, am I
the same person as my soul?
What a weak mind cannot fathom.
White I am enveloped in
you do not comprehend, recognize
Almost out of reach, watch me go
deeper as you sink down all thoughts
disappear whilst All is black
.rotaerC ,retsaM ym gniroda teppup sselnoitom
etihw ot dednilb seye nworb ,pu
denrut won ecaf ym tub ,roolf eht no
yad that yal I yaw emas eht ereh tis lliw I
tub od ot sgniht rehto eb yam ereht
~yad tsrif that ekil tsuj traeh ym ni
gninrub wenk ecno I gnileef gniohce eht
htiw noinu gnidnilb ot em gnitniop
secnalg dexif ,seiromem gnitniaf
secalp nettogrof , secnalg dexif ,secaf gnizingocer
uoy otni repeed
repeed
repeed oG
dg I sa deifirup si
dnim detniat siht tselihw
snrub daeherof ym
efiL.
nwonk ev’I sraey eht
lla stnemom teiuq eht ni
gnitarbiv ohce eht sa
sevaw cirtemmys noitapicitna
htiw deticxe stepmurt fo dnuos
eht yb tuo denword
derongi maercs tsaL
Swat away insignificant little fly, like a seed
a spore not able to be planted, died.
a spore not able to be planted, died.
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