Dark, deep sorrow keeps plunging me under
it keeps suffocating the very soul from my build
draining the pure hope from my physique
I am stuck in the grasp of this tenebrosity
Immortal corruptions decays my soul
it cleanses my heart of its kindred
I'm doused in sinful clarity
I am black so others may be white
Then there is the whisper that keeps me sane: "You are a good person."
Layer by layer I've been stripped of spirit,
dunked in malevolence,
injected with atrocity
and smoked with pure devil's blood
Diabolical heinousness has replaced my light
the monstrosity in life has barren in my sight
the felonious bow in my shadow's presence,
bitter and jealous of my rank with Lucifer
all I'd give for them to reach in and maul it from my soul
And then that faint knowledge: "You are tainting yourself to let others run clean."
Shoot me down, my devil will raise me
slice me up, my malevolence will heal me
stab me through, my evil with close me
cross me, my atrocity will destroy you
I crumble under the very thing that keeps me alive,
the evil hatred that tethers me to life,
an indestructible tether, never to break.
This is my mortality.
It's a hideous immortality
to which I am subjected till the end of time
I jump off a building, corruption prevents my explosion
I go through a shredder, my sin stitches me back
no matter the intensity my evil remains,
sure to submit me to the cruelest of error,
this is my ever-lasting fate.
May god take my hideous soul?
May God Take My Soul ~ Zenith Ringmaster
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Spiritual Sensation
PoetryThis Poetry book can be depressing at times. There are will be a few humorous poems but the majority is deep and soul touching. Beware. Everything written in this book is copyrighted and may not be taken under any other name unless authorized. ꧁༺ᵶḝ...
