Aphotic Infliction

Colder than the deepest sea
lays the memory of their treacherous infliction.
The looming of an aphotic malevolence
Has manifested into an aching desire.

Searching for their repugnant passage
The obsession of vindication
Lay wreckage on the mind with chaotic grace
Leaving all unnecessary emotions cast aside

There is only one devotion,
one lonely thought of rampant devastation
Devouring with impunity the ruins
of a once reasonable conscience

Retribution is the wayward calling
Complacent revelings of satisfaction.
The wait is not much longer
Till they are found in vulnerability

The anticipation of their mangled flesh
Blood chilling on conquering hands
Brings forth the only comfort
That can reach a dismal mind

They will scream for their trespass
Massacre feeding the desolation
Crumpled and insignificant on the floor
Making whole the mind that was reaped