deepundergroundpoetry.com

- - - GOD FORSAKEN DARKNESS - - -

Transgressions, transmissions
Echoing from the pits of Hell
Those afflictions, crucifixions
Never going out of style

I find myself becoming one with the void
Churning in everlasting blackness
Plant me within your frozen soil
And let me burden the god forsaken darkness

i�ve never felt so at home
even in my despair
you cannot save me
from my hell

Speak not ill of the dead
For they speak not ill of me
Those words cryptically said
Only resound in heads
Better left hanging from trees

Lo, those dwindling flames
Casting shadows on the walls
The charred tombs of the shamed
Alone, withered and lame
But for footsteps in the halls

i�ve never felt so at home
even in my despair
you cannot save me
from my hell

The northern winds bring promise of winter�s chill
As the frost falls over my carcass
The wolves sleep, sated, from the kill
I find myself slipping away as I vanish

Aggression, possession
Revolving around the splinter
Superstition, premonition
Refusal of what�s to come

(c) 2016 Frank Green