Plagues of woe

by Gothicpoet   Feb 27, 2014


Blackened by dark world, blinded by mystic thoughts, trapped in ethereal's sorrow, lost within the mist and frost...

I vaguely see the hope of light, across-in the midst between the darkness, barely walking,weak and despair, i longed for the place, where the body and mind is free, hoping for a new life,reckoning for a new day...

Men are dying,bodies are wounded,tortured souls lying everywhere,bloods of innocents are spilled,stains of sinner s are'nt cleansed...

Now i'm dying too,the hourglass's flows along with my life,lust for breathe,thirst for love,hunger for care,screaming for help...

Into the void,where all are set free,my life dwells in thy tree,slaves of paranoid,i called out thy maker,will i ever live once again???

As i am broked,crushed and torn,i will live the life of misery though and placed my fate high above the mountains and deep beneath the seas,
so that i could reach there,through the fire and flames...

While my soul slowly breathe,i'm awake from these slumber sleep,i'll shall strive along, my soul shall be free,free from the agony of life,i'll fly towards the sun with honour and pride i killed the beast inside me,killing me from within,with victories i shall return,to thy earthly life!!!

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  • 10 years ago

    by Gothicpoet

    I admit that this is my own composition