#nether
As the thick mist inside subsides, he looks around
Finally regained a form of sense
Still bound
Hanging on with a crumbled defence
Tilting his head towards the heavens, he proclaims his disdain.
Wretched beings, break your silence
Acknowledge this pain
Stripped of all humanity, he stands in defiance
Carefully carressing his grief and sorrow
The end is where he wishes to begin
Deleted any perspective for tomorrow
Inviting his demons back to reside within
A flood of dark and putrid aura seizes his mind
Now the beings once again feast
As they mould and sculpt to get their prey refined
His petrified heart shall never again be released
Among those who stand on the edge, he now takes root
The crushing presence of the nether, home sweet home
The screams and whispers and everything they constitute
Home is where he’ll always roam
Aug 28, 2025
Aug 28, 2025 at 9:17 AM UTC
Burning desire for a flesh
Tear it apart,
Pound them hard;
Nether are screaming—
Another angel to consume!
The master is not in my skull
It is inside my pants.
Mar 18, 2025
Mar 18, 2025 at 10:43 PM UTC
You’re gone and not here
by God that was my worst fear
as I sob my heart hurts the worst here
worse than anything since my birth year.
They say you had a good run
they say you had good fun
I want to buy a good gun
to **** someone for saying something so dumb
I guess it’s better than saying so what
but this pain is driving me nuts
but it’s all I have left of a tie that was severed
all these moments I remember
are my ties to the nether
at least I was telling the truth
when I said our ties would last forever.
Nov 4, 2022
Nov 4, 2022 at 3:57 PM UTC
Is death as peaceful as I have imagined?
Will give long-awaited relief
Knives in back to the wall have me pinned
Wounds heal
Not the greif
Attacks from demons leave throbbing scars
Love will stop the pain
Soothe the tissue burning like cigars
Adding life to happiness slain
More cuts appear quickly as stitched
In my skin like engravings
Stuck into flesh
Cannot be switched
To tattoos like clocks at daylight savings
Now time passes with zero meaning
Might just stop altogether
Waiting for the instant I'm sent careening
As I die
Descend into the nether
Dec 10, 2020
Dec 10, 2020 at 5:37 AM UTC