Faithless Fate

Just a quick something I wrote to get back in the game.

 

 

The casket closes on scared flesh

of a faithless soul now hidden

from the feeling it fears.

 

Every twist of fate brings about

more mold and decay that grows

from the inside out.

 

Buried deeper and deeper

with every layer of dirt

that builds from lack of self worth.

 

The only hope now is that

the worms will feed first

on all remaining nerves.

 

Thank God it is too dark to see,

Now he can rest in peace.

 

Reviews

[Tracie Skarbo]

Wow, this is so deep and full of meaning. He is scarred and afraid of what his heart feels. Only in death is there release. He feels hope in the end but it is too late...and darkness encompassed him. Amazing. It almost feels like a metamophisis... Like a beautiful butterfly is about to break free of the smothering cocoon. Excellent job!!

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WOW KIND OF DEEP REALLY, THIS IS WONDERFULLY EXPRESSED AND WRITTEN.

[Adrian K. Smith]

I have tried to bury various parts of myself, believing them to be dead - not worth the while - but they never go. They haunt - the linger - they wear on me when I least expect them. One of these days, I may forget my RC upbringing - let go of all those regrets - all that baggage. I had my own game in mind when I read your description, it is a game that I used to play well - it is an easy game to get lost in - and it is so tempting, but it is a downward spiral - though a fun one as long as you never have a moment's breath to pause and think about what is going on... this may seem sad to many, but to me it offers some hope.

[Emily B]

dust thou art to dust returnest was not spoken of the soul . . .

Great write!

[Adel Eyes]

ok so now I realize my own mortality

very vivid
good job here