A Hatred, a burning.
causing an existence in shadows.
This vessel has nothing left.
This body empty.
Void of all human emotion.
What is left in this life?
What lies next for a soul such as mine?
Nothing, but a path filled with
False promises,lies that I must endure.
To live is my curse,
but death I cannot attain.
The sweet release of eternal darkness escapes me.
I am immortal.
Not by body,
but by mind and my words
will forever be my pain.
What I once was has led to this.
What I once wrote,
so powerful,
has utterly destroyed me.
Both in body, and in spirit.
In this life I have nothing left to offer.
To everyone I am just a ghost.
Roaming these lands forever,
Angry, enraged at nothing.
