Trapped inside this prison of flesh, shackled by drugs and rage, freed only to be reshackled with the dawn's light. I remember and long endlessly for my release by her. She can free me from this endless hell created by the disease which mangles this sewer of a realm. Her embrace so sweet, so intoxicating, so intimate, and yet they fear her. She is the bride of the warrior, and the savior of the down trodden and hungry. She is eternal and unimaginably beautiful. Even now she would sneak into my dwelling, for she is death and I long for her
Night and Day
Day and Night
Blood covers the moon
You feel nothing but fright
I hear your heart racing
I smell your sweet scent
Run now Run RUN
For what I am about to do
I will not repent
COMMENTS
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EnchantedFire
20:01 Sep 21 2016
That's so beautiful, yet incredibly sad the way he longs for death.