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Linkuya Nov 2017
Concepts bleeding out in confusion,
The frost eats away at these last remnants of life,
Arms deep in this ice river, my reflection a faint illusion,
This familiar sensation slices me open like a knife.

Sweet release found in this serene death,
Sinking deeply into this dead river, as lifeless as I,
Visions of the past play out during my final breath,
All other thoughts locked away in frost, I say my last goodbye.
Linkuya Nov 2017
White hot ashes mixed with bones around me,
Decapitations held aloft with dark pride,
Screams of the dying ring like howling banshees,
Lowering my prize, I toss it to those who have already died.

Cherished and revered, I return to my home,
The skies still burning, in this earthly place I feel no rest,
Oceans of humans wash over me, but I am still alone,
Until the day finally comes when my mind pierces my chest.
Linkuya Nov 2017
I see a light before me, bright as day,
I see peace ahead, but I still yearn to go own way,
The clouds on the horizon float out of sight,
On my knees, this has broken the last of my fight.

Gentle ringing fills these dead ears,
Crying tears of sorrow for my wasted years,
Yesterday's sorrows, tomorrow's white light
Soul chained beneath the ground, never to take flight.

— The End —