Eyes shut glancing into eternity
Monastically still in his own sadness.
Forever a cloud over his sun.
There is no foundation upon which to build.
Styx always flowing too fast to jump;
Life: too slow.
The eye, his eye, red from exhaustion & drought,
Algiz of the soul, inversed.
He has no apotheosis nor revelation of Godhood.
The golden light in his life,
dulled to a smoldering shadow,
could not be re-ignited.
Others smile without hesitation, nor lies.
Others' light: a golden fire.
There is no door out of life for the cowardly,
& no spark to rebirth the light.
A cold limbo, his.
The crushing weight of the world,
moste existential,
was also the dreadful crushing weight of existence for him.
Everyday, a labored breath of smoke drenched air.
Every lie, a cry for help he neither wanted nor deserved.
..
Walking blindly through the fog of existence.
Forever, forever...
Unto nothing, nihil, nothing...
Forever.
Nothing.
..Forever.
Jul 25, 2017
Jul 25, 2017 at 3:18 PM UTC
Eyes shut glancing into eternity
Monastically still in his own sadness.
Forever a cloud over his sun.
There is no foundation upon which to build.
Styx always flowing too fast to jump;
Life: too slow.
The eye, his eye, red from exhaustion & drought,
Algiz of the soul, inversed.
He has no apotheosis nor revelation of Godhood.
The golden light in his life,
dulled to a smoldering shadow,
could not be re-ignited.
Others smile without hesitation, nor lies.
Others' light: a golden fire.
There is no door out of life for the cowardly,
& no spark to rebirth the light.
A cold limbo, his.
The crushing weight of the world,
moste existential,
was also the dreadful crushing weight of existence for him.
Everyday, a labored breath of smoke drenched air.
Every lie, a cry for help he neither wanted nor deserved.
..
Walking blindly through the fog of existence.
Forever, forever...
Unto nothing, nihil, nothing...
Forever.
Nothing.
..Forever.
CW: depression, anxiety, mental health, SUICIDE, mysticism.
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