Yet time is same as before.
Will make you reflect and think
It’s a haunting massacre,
A dreadful parade,
A time of death,
The day for endless charades,
All of hollow pain,
Memories that corrupt your mind,
Erode your brain,
And cause you to go insane.
Loneliness suffocates your soul,
Pulls you down to the ground,
And crushes your skull,
Then darkness comes,
Your helplessness and fear,
Can be smelled for miles!
Those dark eyes in the night stalk you,
They’re coming for you,
A most painful end is near,
The screams are horrid cries that only you can hear,
It brings you to tears,
Tears that leap like flames,
Burning your face,
They eat at your very being,
And they prevent you from seeing,
You can not breathe!
You’re lost in your own loneliness,
Trapped in an endless cycle of abandonment!
This hell is your personal torture.
A deep, deep punishment for the most wicked.
God can’t help you,
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