An Evil Tide

My soul yearns for sincerity, serenity.  
But my mind is wandering, my body shivering.

Words evade me and my memory fails me.
My pleasures desert me, anxiety pressures me.

Vulnerability is poised.
Guilt is inevitable.

Lend me another reason to believe,
Another pact to make.

Will trust be found with
Only hate clinging in their hearts?

Where does love abide?
Tell me, what strength is left?

Their commitment is so gray,
Their nights full of deception.

Excuses are on their side.
Confusion remains.

That is why truth is so tragic.
They are always sensitive to the light of angels' prayers.

Their hatred hungers as they cower in their own dark hearts.

Only madness and stink awaits them.
Their tongues will taste their own flesh.

From the dark depths flames will lick at their feet. Vomitus will be in their mouths.

Only their own hatred will they worship.
Only they will pass their own judgment.

There will be no escape.