Void Skies

Incarnate

The screams from the abyss beneath

shake my weary soul to its knees

what I thought was gone, smiled back with ease

the nostalgic agony tastes like red seas

the hand grabbing my ankle is pulling

the face in my dreams cries with no hope

the posts below me are crumbling

from the weakness my heart can't cope

they say words ruin their meaning's beauty

then what does the silence in me make

the void craves company, so does she

yet I can't find comfort in ideas men incarnate

the conceit is hunting prey after prey

dead meat they turn themselves into

the vanity clouds the skies day after day

becoming followers of evil, unable to come to

born in this inferno, I lay tested

overcome the monster inside, I heard

so I sought tranquility even when detested

to achive I will strive, I spoke to the bird