Born of Destruction, Born of Disease

A disease mutated beyond transgression,
This child is born the strain of destruction.

He wakes in the shadowed corner,
Meticulously building his impurity as he waits.
The abyss calls his name and he follows,
Spreading his infection to all he passes

Man or Monster?
His eyes are lit with a corrosive fire,
Yet he has an undeniable beauty
A livng virus perfecty created.

The plague walks and the masses fall.
They bleed and succumb for their iniquity.
He is the doubt of a once peaceful mind.

He was never graced with love or affection.
Driven by his tormented loneliness
he used to seek the accompaniment of others.
Despite his efforts he could not contain his taint,
Killing those he never had the chance to love.

Sickness and misery are in his blood.
A malevolent cancer to consume his victims.
He long since lost all compassion.
He used to try to isolate his disease,
Pitying the vulnerability of man.

But now he knows his curse.
He travels the world spreading his epidemic.
The earth is his playground
Humanity is for the taking.

Do they not deserve this?
Their very pressence whispers in his ear
Compelling him in his eradication.

He paints his walls with their dripping decay.
A breeding ground for his insatiable desire.
He won't stop until all are writhing in agony before him
Spewing forth their liquified organs.

Maybe then he'll find satisfaction?
Until then his only determination keeps him going,
Finding little contentment in his annihilation.
Written by AlwaysCaliban (Caliban)
Published | Edited 7th Jun 2012
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