Sunday, August 16, 2020

The Beast

 

Night shores of death welcome me with open arms

Pain is a Beast that takes ethereal forms

Crouches on my chest, suffocates the air

In my lungs, they burn, I cannot bear

That this day was the beginning and the End

Alone, broken heart no one could mend

Death is here I am ready to embrace

The comforting freedom I could not find in this place

My sleep is dreamless on the nether world plains

Smoke and dust in endless darkness I remain

I burn with wrath, an indestructible heart

Is the cynical joke I could not outsmart

Maxwell O’Reilly

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