Heed my call,
within the state of unutterable purgatory
weight of damnation,
demonic sins dance by ardent flame
in synchrony on a brittle back. . .
Alone,
echo's reverberate
from the night sky,
tears stream the very essence of the soul itself
longing for intoxicating paradise so out of reach
Take my hand,
pull me out
of the raging mental sea,
cleanse and purify a damaged soul,
hear me, see me, choose me
please . . .
please . . .
save me from the world living in apathy,
let me find elation. . .
-ΣᄂΛƬIӨП