Darkness is salvation, sweeping through within
Watching my own cremation inside this world of sin
Deliverance is close at hand
Seeing myself fall apart I stand amidst the flames
Like a dagger through my heart I feel all the pain
A sea of red treacle drifts peacefully by
With the blood my pain seeps through, almost like a sieve
Now feelings do not flow in me, I no longer live
The curse has now been lifted
Every drop has now been spilt, no more is left inside
No anger, hatred, pain or guilt, with me that night it died
Nothing left to pull me down
Yet, I felt faithless, lost inside as darkness swept through me
I laid there alone and died, I was no longer free
Steadily, the shadows engulf me
Here in the darkness I now rest, too shallow to be saved
For all eternity suppressed, confined within my grave
Soon, I will consume all that is left
No room to move in this small box, no feeling in my limbs
Held inside with chains and locks, beneath these waves of sin
Life and death have the same origin
I solemnly accept the truth and stare at these four walls
There is no more that I can do held prisoner in Death’s jaws
Without death there can be no life
Copyright © 2016-2017 KF
Dec 22, 2016
Dec 22, 2016 at 5:47 PM UTC
Darkness is salvation, sweeping through within
Watching my own cremation inside this world of sin
Deliverance is close at hand
Seeing myself fall apart I stand amidst the flames
Like a dagger through my heart I feel all the pain
A sea of red treacle drifts peacefully by
With the blood my pain seeps through, almost like a sieve
Now feelings do not flow in me, I no longer live
The curse has now been lifted
Every drop has now been spilt, no more is left inside
No anger, hatred, pain or guilt, with me that night it died
Nothing left to pull me down
Yet, I felt faithless, lost inside as darkness swept through me
I laid there alone and died, I was no longer free
Steadily, the shadows engulf me
Here in the darkness I now rest, too shallow to be saved
For all eternity suppressed, confined within my grave
Soon, I will consume all that is left
No room to move in this small box, no feeling in my limbs
Held inside with chains and locks, beneath these waves of sin
Life and death have the same origin
I solemnly accept the truth and stare at these four walls
There is no more that I can do held prisoner in Death’s jaws
Without death there can be no life
Copyright © 2016-2017 KF
Thinking that giving in to the darkness and depression is the best way forward, being disinclined to fight any more. Realising too late that in giving in and allowing the darkness to take over it only introduces you to different types of pain. Acknowledging that without the darkness there can be no light; a lesson learned a little late.
