What It Whispers.

Abyss.

My fingers twitched along with my heart beat,

A battle ground built within my heart,

A pool of water filled my eyes,

As I shut my eyes, pours down the rain of regret and guilt.

The fingers twitching time and again,

The soldiers fighting within scream to stay away,

The rivals roar to fall into the trap,

Sin. Sin. Sin. Whispers of Satan screaming in my head,

Fall. Fall. Fall. Fall deep whisper the enemies,

Neither a heart to deny,

Nor the courage to move,

Amidst the stranded battle ground,

With tears falling desperately

And pleasure oozing thoroughly,

Submits the soul to the whispers of Satan

And stains the very finger that refrained.

Zero versus one, and I have fallen into this abyss

Without His Mercy, to see the light isn't ever possible.

The pit had been soiled and dark,

Filled with pleasures and echoes of laughter,

Mud all over my body, stained and drenched,

Giving in to the pleasure, the heart lets out a roar of laughter,

A piece of red flesh handed over to the foes to play with,

A darkened hollow piece of flesh was placed within,

Hands won't stop sinning, the void getting deeper than ever,

Muddy all around,

 knows that within

To get out of this trench before tomorrow comes by is a necessity. 

Before the angel of death grabs my soul away,

I need to keep this flesh firmly put, not letting it sway.

This tribulation and test, my heart a dwindling organ

Submitting to the whispers of the devil

And poking my eyes out time and again,

Can't seem to find my forehead on the ground anymore

when no one sees,

What has this ruthless pleasure done?

The whitened piece of delicate organ cries out for help,

It pains and whimpers,

To find a way out of this duped pleasure,

Where is the way out?

What must be done, to wash away the stains

That no amount of poured water could wipe?

In the darkened hollow pit,

A beam of light shimmers, whispering and begging to get out,

The pleasure of the ground pulling from all sides,

Live your desire out and find contentment they screamed,

But the deeper I went, the more was my heart lost,

And I fell deeper and deeper.

The voice of Mercy never stopped, the lights beaming

Over and over.

Shutting my eyes, holding onto the rope

That cut through my skin,

With a bleeding piece of flesh,

I opened my eyes,

And cried not knowing what for,

The heart whimpered and pained,

Sought forgiveness and the tears won't stop,

Suffocated and subjugated to scars,

Now I crave to breathe for I finally feel alive.

The darkened hollow piece filling in itself by the Mercy of the one above,

Limbs and heads out first out of the trench,

And as the days pass by,

And as the Mercy showers down as I seek,

Do I retrieve myself slowly and meekly.

Now with my torso out and my feet followed,

I walk towards the universe filled with light,

The darkened flesh within being reduced to a blotch,

Still whispers to get back to where I was,

But submission was a thing of free will,

And if this was the tribulation talked about to refrain,

To see the lightened universe of happiness,

Then it was worth everything to bleed endlessly.

And all my heart craves is to stay away from the abyss,

No matter how pleasing it may seem.

Because where demons belong, penitent sinners don't.