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thoughts withdrawn.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.
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