Small Rant

Beautiful isn't it? This world and all in it, but what about those shunned from it? The small scars, the sweet pinch, as that soft Melody of madness comes in, it sings, it wants, it delivers to me, the things I can only hope to see, a loving mother once here now gone, strung up before the eyes of God, father lost to his ways, drowning in poisons that took him away. Then there's this thing, what could only be me, broken by failed tries at trying to be happy. No love, but plenty of lust, for something more than a 5 minute fuck. No heart, but a abyss that swallows me whole and drowns me in bliss, for only in madness can truth be found, and what I have found is me. A mere corpse wanting to be free, and you the one I can barely see, coated in madness just like me. I stay in the shadows and whisper truth in one day seeing light take you. For I may be here for rest of my days, but if I can free you, than maybe I'll be saved.
Written by Mordem (Mordem Cain Cody)
Author's Note
This, is just a post of the rants in my mind, done on a phone just before work, as I think about all I have lost and how I hope to one day see beauty in myself like I see so clearly in others.
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