Pandemic's Damnation
© Philomathes
The nights became the silent hill's home
As the darkness conquers, i feel crumbling within my throat
Everytime I throw it out i sense anxieties
My body's shaking with the fear of suffering and death
Will I make it through this dark dungeon?
A dungeon that I never wished for
A dungeon filled with dangerous paths that could lead me to transcendent life
Even if I was able to escape through, I still carry its sickness
The sickness that will drag people within
I fear each night---I am sick
Fill me up with desires.
Through the darkness I see
Pain can be too much for now
Yet, every wound and broken glasses shall soon be healed
A history of salvation and discipline
We seek---We speak
For we see a damnation
We shall speak as retaliation
We are the eyes and ears---we ask for your mouths to speak.
We heal as one
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