Caved Walls

A sparkle in darkness, where my terror and pain resonates on cave walls. My death forced; as I touch the moon, it draws me. When clutching reality now diminished. Falling and suffering as my past memories falter, Violently forced into a realm of dread. Forging multiple forms of violent deaths, a thirst to cause. Tremendous turmoil; this crucible of terror, who inhabits one's mind, thoughts, and nightmares. So vicious, this putrid winged beast of compulsion of vengeance and of torture. My mentality impulses and thoughts withdrawn. This reality of my fighting failure's endure It's agonizing doom, my happiness,my being now occupied with sadness.