Pill after pill, I prepare myself for the morning ahead. There’s nothing at the end.īathing in agony. I submit myself to what the world chose for me. I search for heaven in the ceiling, but all I’ve found is an endless sea of black. I’ve failed myself.Īs I wander through the bitter cold, my memories return for the last time. Is this bliss or misery? I begin to claw my way out. When will I let go? My pain is numbing in the worst way. Will we ever find peace? Don’t drag me along anymore. With no fight left in me, I succumb as our world folds.īirth, awakening. Will there be mercy on us? The final day has come. If not them then who? If not me, then you. Tearing at the seams, walls dripping in filth. I feel her desire to find her pain a new home in me.
Her skin turns pale as the room grows darker. Tears pour from her eyes as she stares into the void. A gloomy presence crawls from the corner. Before I had time to speak, it was already clear. She holds the knife to my neck, grazing my skin. She turns me on my back, limbs tied to the ends of the bed frame. I want to feel this pain pouring out of my eyes. How do I end this right now? I bash my head into the concrete until my skull caves in. This is my sick fantasy, where the suffering never ends. Spiraling down the staircase, straight to Hell. Internally I bleed as I choke on my own blood. The wire catches my neck as I begin to fall. Constantly cutting, I lay unbearably silent. Light the cross and let it burn.īound by chains and wire, the whip tears my back. Steel to my bones like a hammer to a nail. The echo fills the room, an odd excitement. Startled awake by the footsteps in the hallway, I look down to find my hands and feet chained to the floor below. I can finally rest, leaving my memory in the past. I find myself in limbo between a life of misery and self-sacrifice. The demons grasp me by the feet while the angels' hands descend from the skies above to save my soul. I put the gun in my mouth and take one last look at you. Staring into your lifeless eyes, wondering what led you to this. Before I grab my gun from the closet and set it on the bed, I sit for a moment. The deafening sound of the train passing by, I begin to collect myself as I stare out the window. Your hanging body behind the bedroom door. This shame I've carried, weighing me down. Acid rain pours from the sky, washing myself of this shame. Bodies fill a mass grave dug by shackled angels. When I arrive in Hell, the demons kneel for me. Where were you when God took their last breath? On this fragile table of nude posed bodies, floors lined with human flesh. Mutilated from the inside out, where cruel intentions lie. I cut my wrists and feed the starving souls.
Bringing a sense of stillness, the wind passes through the broken window above as I suffocate to death. Her tongue caresses the open wound, I feel her hands wrap around my neck. The lacerations open as she drags the glass down my arm, leaving the shard stained in blood. Can you hear me now, in these dreams of sacrifice? Can you feel me now, in these dreams of sacrifice?Ĭarve your name into my skin. Walk this mile of agony and you will find God at the ends of the earth. Fog layers the ground as darkness shows its face. Pale bodies line the floor on the night of this ritual. Ashes stain my hands, I want my sins erased.
Survivors stray, walking in strange form.