Spiraling…
Something inside of me has broken loose, something inside has died. I’m asking why I even try, so tired of lies and illusions, so over heart ache and pain. I’m spiraling out of control, hopes and dreams going down the drain. I’m contemplating corruption and deeming it necessary that such should come to pass, no remorse just revenge.
I feel the darkest part of me that I suppress so hard emerge and for once I’m not afraid, I reach out my hand to embrace the rage.
Something inside of me has broken loose, something inside has died. Its given life to the malice in me that I’ll no longer hide. I will go silently into the night, into the shadows, into the black abyss, hooded cloak and wait amongst what dwells in the darkest of all nightmares. I will lurk in obscurity and call to that which unleashes my hatred and release a jagged elemental wrath.
