I go through the action For your satisfaction But the reality is An insignificant fraction. Stains on the walls Stains on the floors Splatter on the ceiling Oh, what a feeling. Death does come For those who wait It hovers around By the garden gate. Deep in the night Feeding on hate It posses no feeling So, just you wait. It floats through the air Taking note of your habits. It knocks on your door And you reach out to grab it. Patience it says As you beg it to come To release you from the hell That you’ve put yourself in. You’re just a mere mortal Living with sin Open the door And let the beast in Let it take over It’s just what you want Surrender Your soul Give into it now That pain you want out from? It’s your eternity now.
Original written work by Gillian Gibson aka Crimson Quintessence 2017.
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