Let the pain flow out.

Let me be there,
Before I fall away.
I’m on an arrogant throne,
And nothing but a beast,
But...
Let me help.

Smile, and take my embrace.
Let me comfort you,
Help carry some of the pain.

Maybe I just need comfort too...

“Maybe if you would just give in,
Become the crumbling bridge.

Scream within this vacuum,
Sever all ties with gravity.

Float off into space,
Like the useless bridge
That crumbled long ago.”

Defining the laws,
Destroying young chains.
Descending lost walls,
Dissolving forces to grains.

An army of enslaved,
And you sit in the middle.
Any spoken words are engraved,
I’ll play your deathly fiddle.

Maybe you should speak
So you’ll finally see
Just how weak
You’re meant to be.

Despicable,
Through these actions,
I dawn a mask of ignorance
To hide my potent arrogance.

Yet I know
That nothing hides these teeth;
The badge of my monstrosity.

Rain divine judgement upon
My scarred shoulders,
And I shall beckon the fleeting dawn,
As well as soul shattering boulders.

Incinerate my heart;
And the emotions contained.

You may not need
To do any labor,
For the monster inside
Will eventually consume itself,

Leaving me
But an empty shell.

I feel it beneath my skin,
Wearing me paper thin.
Vibrations stronger than
The normal laws of man,
I can’t conceive
What I’m meant to be,
I feel I’m to believe
That I’m now a monster.

Feeding off ample life
Living through thinning strife,
Why not burn me in the square?
After all,
Monsters don’t play fair.

Gazing through
Stories of others’
Trials,

Once again,
Feeling reluctant
To ink my trials
Onto eternal pages.