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Burning Memories
I am lost here
Burning in the hell
That I was too naïve to see
Building around me
By my own hand
For I was to blind to realize
It was all a lie
So here I am
Under the burning chain
I had forged myself
In my self destruction
My lust for pain
The years of memories
Haunt my soul
I wish for death
here’s nothing for me here
My torment is too great
I am bound to torture
It’s been bred into my soul
There is no such thing as love
There is no hope tonight
Only damnation and dissolution
So here I am
Under the burning chain
I had forged myself
In my self destruction
My lust for pain
I cannot survive it all
With knowing it’s my own doing
If it weren’t for my sister
I would lay dead now
Rotting in the grave
In my hour of the darkest pain
She remains the only streak of light
In the sight of my grim future
We fight for one another
But I don’t know how much longer it’ll last
For I can’t keep the memories at bay
They shroud my mind and soul in its cloak
Like Black Magick steadily killing me
Whilst the power of Wicca and Satan alike
Lay powerless to cast the pain away
The chain burns day by day
The dark overcomes my defenses
In myself destructive reign
The lust for death grows stronger
And my sister’s grip grows tighter
Here in my darkest hours
She is the only one who keeps me breathing
So here I am
Under the burning chain
I had forged myself
In my self destruction
My lust for pain
Owned by Dustin Smith: Bastardofbodom666
Burning in the hell
That I was too naïve to see
Building around me
By my own hand
For I was to blind to realize
It was all a lie
So here I am
Under the burning chain
I had forged myself
In my self destruction
My lust for pain
The years of memories
Haunt my soul
I wish for death
here’s nothing for me here
My torment is too great
I am bound to torture
It’s been bred into my soul
There is no such thing as love
There is no hope tonight
Only damnation and dissolution
So here I am
Under the burning chain
I had forged myself
In my self destruction
My lust for pain
I cannot survive it all
With knowing it’s my own doing
If it weren’t for my sister
I would lay dead now
Rotting in the grave
In my hour of the darkest pain
She remains the only streak of light
In the sight of my grim future
We fight for one another
But I don’t know how much longer it’ll last
For I can’t keep the memories at bay
They shroud my mind and soul in its cloak
Like Black Magick steadily killing me
Whilst the power of Wicca and Satan alike
Lay powerless to cast the pain away
The chain burns day by day
The dark overcomes my defenses
In myself destructive reign
The lust for death grows stronger
And my sister’s grip grows tighter
Here in my darkest hours
She is the only one who keeps me breathing
So here I am
Under the burning chain
I had forged myself
In my self destruction
My lust for pain
Owned by Dustin Smith: Bastardofbodom666
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