Where ever I may go, there will always be Demons swarming around me. Sucking dry every chance I may get at happiness. I have fallen out of grace with the light long ago, and now the dark covers me with its unholy glow of blackness. Perhaps it’s my fault for letting the darkness blacken my soul. Angels scorn me, demons mock me, gods disown me, spirits wait for me. A dissolute creation of the most shallow kind. Doomed to walk in lonliness until the end of time. Another light faded. Another hope darkened. Another dream ripped from me by the demons that swarm me. They will never let me be, they will continue to torment me til they have my soul as theirs. Hell is silently awaiting my arrival, can not any angel save whats left of my fractured soul. Are some people just doomed? Did god create us just to watch us suffer amongst the flames? Does he get some sort of divine satisfaction of watching us survive in his death trap world. Then unleashing the demons to take our weak souls away from us.
One by one, a lights fades into the moon. A vicious cycle all shall endure, yet a tiny slither of hope remains in hearts pure. But that too shall be crushed by the dark hand of life, an existence of sorrow so strife. And so it ends with my love jumping to her death off the cliff into shadowy waters, fearing all was lost forever as her soul falters. This is our fate for now, perhaps later it will change yet remain foul.
I’m no poet, this ranting makes me feel better ok. I don’t show my depression anywhere but this lovely website.