Broken and defeated I kneel at your feet uncontested ruler of man.
Your favour is bliss embodied,your wrath no less than sorrow invoked.
Blood and armour in hand this war has no victors.
Armed with misery,doubt and pain your sword pierces deeper than my flesh.
A landscape of confounding beauty for as far as the eye could see is a distant memory in this shattered mind.
Your beauty and awe replaced by unyielding dark wastelands of tragedy.
I was your loyal subject,the architect of your majestic temple.
Your promise of eternity and happiness unsurpassed enticed my hunger and at the table I feasted.
Time after time you posses me and rule over my body and heart.
Beautiful demon of lies you exorcise yourself and rip a piece of me with your departure.
An ever faithful servant my heart feeds you loyalty,commitment and trust.
You weave 2 souls together making one unrecognisable from the other, then burn the beautiful garment in the flames of mistrust, lust and discontentment.
Master of transformation morphing from love to resentment.
Sustainer of the heart and it's only destroyer.
May 13, 2015
May 13, 2015 at 5:39 AM UTC
Broken and defeated I kneel at your feet uncontested ruler of man.
Your favour is bliss embodied,your wrath no less than sorrow invoked.
Blood and armour in hand this war has no victors.
Armed with misery,doubt and pain your sword pierces deeper than my flesh.
A landscape of confounding beauty for as far as the eye could see is a distant memory in this shattered mind.
Your beauty and awe replaced by unyielding dark wastelands of tragedy.
I was your loyal subject,the architect of your majestic temple.
Your promise of eternity and happiness unsurpassed enticed my hunger and at the table I feasted.
Time after time you posses me and rule over my body and heart.
Beautiful demon of lies you exorcise yourself and rip a piece of me with your departure.
An ever faithful servant my heart feeds you loyalty,commitment and trust.
You weave 2 souls together making one unrecognisable from the other, then burn the beautiful garment in the flames of mistrust, lust and discontentment.
Master of transformation morphing from love to resentment.
Sustainer of the heart and it's only destroyer.
Written by my amazing brother
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