No sanctuary

No sanctuary

A Poem by DaVoid
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The horror and the light.

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In Nomine Patris, et Filii, et Spiritus Sancti. 
No sanctuary for thee. No rest for the wicked, that is me.
I am the wine spot on your wedding dress. The filth that you try to erase, at best. I am the joke that lives and moves and jests.

Mother nature doesn't make mistakes. She makes monsters. Fractal nightmares that howl at the midnight moon. Lovecraftian madness that fills the day.
Never invited but still here to stay. I am the Luciferian moon. Night of horrors and all that is doomed.
I am the house that shelters the orphans.The dream that holds their hearts. Last of the fires. Eleleth. I take the forgotten children to bed.

I am the story they spin that keeps the monsters at bay. A monster myself but for a child only one more to play.

I am the monster that stands between and holds together their dream.
Lights that flicker in the distant sky, eyes that blink to a friend. A letter from your best friend that is send.

"I think of you. Wherever you are, you are not alone. No matter where you are, I am your home. I am the one that holds you in my arms. Mother of lost things. Nuit. Shine bright my star. Be a light to yourself, you are the healer that is mend, you are the prophet who is send. You are just like your father when I look at you. Made in his image. He is with you. You are our son and the light in our life. We will recreate you wherever you fall.."

Although in another light and maybe in another shape but this flame can't be sniffed out. It is the wine spot that reminds you, you should be naked, shameless in Eden. Not somewhat faked it.
I am only a monster when you are so afraid of yourself. 

"Truly I tell you, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven. "

Open up and the universe will disclose itself!

© 2016 DaVoid


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Like moths to the fire, we lambs march to the beat of the times and lose souls to the masses of so called society. When will we wake up and see the light?? I hear your calling and stand beside you. TY




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Added on February 3, 2016
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Tags: horror, light, adventure

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DaVoid
DaVoid

Mechelen, Vlaams Brabant, Belgium



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