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- - - GHOSTS OF RECKONING - - -
I wish I could
Let go
Of the past
The break of day
Ghosts fade
To the last
I wish I could
Just sleep
Like martyrs
So, sacrifice
To chosen
Gods tonight
I just can't face
One more
Day like this
It is too bright
It burns
Eyes away
i need a cold dark room
to reflect upon myself
this absence of silence
is overwhelming me
shut the fucking light out
or just blind my eyes
stitch my lids closed
so i can fucking sleep
i would welcome the devil
into this fractured soul
just to feel something
without a price tag foretold
leap into the precipice
and break on the rocks below
betwixt charon and the dead
I might find some peace
at long last
But here I stand
Godless
Corrupted
And meaningless
Fuck this
I will not wait
For the reckoning
(c) 2015 Frank Green
Published 23rd Aug 2015
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23rd Aug 2015 3:28pm
I hear Your Soul in this scribe Hades...
Although, I know that it's not all being
bared in this piece: if we're at all alike
it would take millions of pages or gigabytes
of hard drive space to accomplish it.
But anyways, a truly enlightening script.
Pan/Dantalion
Although, I know that it's not all being
bared in this piece: if we're at all alike
it would take millions of pages or gigabytes
of hard drive space to accomplish it.
But anyways, a truly enlightening script.
Pan/Dantalion
23rd Aug 2015 8:23pm
These are pretty much my thoughts as I lay in bed at night staring at nothing, unable to let go of the day and dreading tomorrow. Glad you were enlightened by my late night musings.
24th Aug 2015 6:28am
I really liked the few lines before and about Charon and the dead, there is great imagery in the lines.
24th Aug 2015 7:37am
