It’s the only thing to describe this,
devastation,
it is horrid, awful,
this catastrophe,
Nothing seems right anymore,
nothing is good,
when will it be all right?
when will it go away?
Devastation is everywhere,
it brings pain and suffering,
hurtful scenes envelope,
this place,
Devastation,
is the only thing to describe this.
And we come,
to the ending once more,
some things to be remembered,
some not,
the end is nigh,
and everything will fade,
try to remember,
never forget,
why must it end?
it must come to a close,
the curtains rise,
only to fall again,
and we come,
to the ending once more,
to look back,
on the good and the bad.
I am drowning,
in those hurtful words,
you keep throwing at me,
they do nothing but scar,
Burning and imprint,
into my mind,
something shatters,
and it all fades into darkness,
Sinking deeper and deeper,
into the dark black sea,
the sea that surrounds everything,
even my soul,
I am drowning,
in those hurtful words,
you don’t seem to care,
or want to keep me alive,
This pain that blinds me,
it sinks even deeper,
into the ocean,
that is nothingness,
Please,
I ask for your forgiveness,
for I am drowning,
please help me.
Something scratches at the wall,
the wall that divides,
the real world from this one,
it is an eerie sound,
As the scratches continue,
they get louder and louder,
until they fill the room,
and it is all one can hear,
It is enough to drive a person
to insanity,
to live the life of a mad man,
to be under constant suffering,
The scratching goes on,
as the life around it fades,
deep grooves are in the wall now,
and they grow with each minute,
It is unbearable now,
loud screeches fill the hallway,
until it reaches the outside,
the outside where everything is normal,
Scratches… scratch… scratch.
It is so cold,
so still and frozen,
nothing wants to move,
in winter’s death,
The snow falls,
but even it seems lifeless,
as it collects on the cold ground,
and becomes the white landscape,
Winter’s death,
kills all life,
it becomes frozen under the snow,
waiting to resurrect again,
As the winter comes again,
so does the cold,
the cold which makes life still,
and silence takes over the world,
When winter’s death,
takes over everything,
the silence is unbearable,
but then one bud breaks the silence.
When the time comes,
you will know it in your heart,
you will know what to do,
it will be the end for us,
Something will stir,
in the stillness of night,
so that all the world will know,
what is to come,
There is a price to pay,
for humanity’s mistake,
for all the evil, the corrupted,
the minds of all human beings,
It must end,
the horror and hate,
this feeling of terror and fear,
complete destruction surrounds us,
We will do nothing,
but wait in the shadows,
because that is who we are,
afraid of what is to come,
When the time comes,
let me embrace you,
let me take you into my heart,
and love you with all that I am.
Is this life for nothing?
I keep asking myself,
what good will come from this?
this pain, hidden in this love,
It doesn’t make sense,
it doesn’t matter anymore,
why is it so complicated?
why is life so harsh?
Tell me one bad reason,
why I shouldn’t leave,
I want to go, stray,
stray from this past,
Now everything is lost,
everything is being taken apart,
my heart feels ripped to shreds,
and there is nothing to be done, nothing,
Why did this have to happen?
why is there so much pain, agony?
let me feel something,
let me know something, real,
In the end it is all fake,
it is made of glass,
made of artificial material,
and I see right through it.
Something in the brain,
switches on suddenly,
and then there is a twitch,
throughout the entire body,
It happens so suddenly,
one does not even feel it,
does not even realize it,
until it is already over,
Something makes the body twitch,
something unforeseeable,
it shivers up your spine,
and back down again,
The force of disturbed memories,
makes the mind twitch,
we cannot control when this occurs,
the twitch is coming again.
There is a point in time,
where nothing exists,
when it’s just an empty, dank hole,
and reality is flipped,
Where am I?
it’s like everything’s distorted,
and nothing seems real,
it is useless,
This meaningless puzzle,
what is the point?
when in the end,
this time is still turned,
I can’t take it anymore,
someone get me out,
no, don’t let this happen,
this terror, humility,
This running in circles,
is getting me nowhere,
I have finally realized it,
I am lost,
This time is flipped,
it is inverted,
and everything is falling apart,
there’s no way out…
no way out.
There is darkness here,
inside of me, yes,
darkness only I know,
it takes hold of me,
Sometimes I wonder,
if this dark is real,
or if it is my imagination,
when will it end?
There is darkness in me,
and it won’t come out,
it clings to my soul,
and its grip is fierce,
The shadow comes again,
It covers my soul,
with a deep sickening feeling,
because there is dark inside me.