Heal

God help me!
God see me, I am on my knees and I cry!
God forgive me I am guilty and ashamed, please don’t let me die
But this world I can no longer contain
My life and all I am drives me insane
When was this evil born and when did I became?
You know my life before and even more
You know my sacred hatred inside
It binds me to this chain
Stained in my minds eye bosom and thoughtlessly enslaved
A depression unmasked reveals a beast with thousand horns
And with its black tail and tongue a blasphemy conjures the scorn
This labyrinth and its dreams
Never ending toiling screams
Ending at the very thing that save guards me from its demons
God I regret
For all the innocent blood I shed
It provokes the memories lost to innocence
To haunt me now with blood drunk vengeance
And in the mirrors astarov glimmers
Taunting its vessel with ice cold dead murmurs
I am troubled dreams
Troubled mind
Troubled sleep
Troubled life
And then nothing remains.

By R V
Published: 3/17/2008

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