Decaying In the Mirror

 Standing on the razors edge, peering out over death
To find you've slipped into the mire where rot has claimed your soul.
The putrid stench of egos flared and men driven mad by decay
To find you've laid waist to everything you ever held dear.
There is a certain want of vanity when first you find the mirror
To stand forever gazing in and allow the slipping of yet another year.
Stationary is the mind that moves forth on a river of fear
To find in you that which died and bring it back anew.

 Your guilty pleasures have consumed you, you're rotten to the core
You've nothing better to do than to be a leach and survive what is one more
Your innocence has came and went never to return the same.
You've burned your bridges and made amends but it's far to little to late.
Your dance macabre has gotten you no where except to die in wait.
You've waited all this time, cold as it may be to burn a thank you too.
Your nothing now if not an obscure figment of imagination.
So run away if you like, there will be others to lead the charge.

 Yet for all the want of evil desire and grim holding in the flesh,
There is somewhere in you a beauty that none can see.
You've managed to rid the of despair but have done nothing for the hate.
Your fate awaits you at the gates of hell where every demon in Satan's command
will bring its bare.
For all the world has forgotten where you where banished to
So go on, take the rains and rule.
Just remember those whom will give the Devil his due.

Reviews

[Lily Mae]

Very powerful and well done.. loved this one too..xo

[realmwriter]

Thank You so much

[Winchester Saltgunner]

A very dark piece of litiarature I'm just saying I love it Hun very descriptive

[realmwriter]

Thank you very much sam

[Winchester Saltgunner]

Welcome