how can i live with the thorns of chaos in my mind?
with the splinters of hades him self in my imagination?
the grit of kronus in my mouth and eyes?
HOW i ask, how?
Will i be caught in this tormment till
the sands of time run out?
Will i suffer till my wits end
frays or snaps?
How must i get out of this personal hell?
this bane of my exsistence,
the chains of my slavery to the invisable,
my tie to the darkness
but will it end or will i end first?
could i be so lucky as to outlive this hell?
what a relase it could be on my soul
but my luck has run dry in the days of old
thus my life had it's begining in suffering
now my life shall end in suffering
but not in the physical but the metaphysical
in the world of my conciousness
Submission Name: none
