Πέμπτη, 18 Ιανουαρίου 2018

In God's Wrath

Stains of wrath fester inside my veins 
New beginnings incubate in primal fears 
Still I wonder... if it's going to end tonight. 

Every night... in every corner of my plight 
i slay my fetus-sin, as if I am to feel once more holy... and whole. 

Deprived from lust and cause, 
i forge ahead motionless... pointless... void of smell and sigh 
Amidst grey pastures and scavengers of greed, feasting on my long-lost youth. 

The moment I laid eyes on you... night disappeared 
And I saw in you my child... ageless... unborn and undead altogether 
I felt you as a woman... a priestess and a whore 
A lover and a scum... stretched in purity... 
extended in apathy... forsaken in chastity 
Lost and reborn and spent in all forms of life as it once was. 

The moment I laid eyes on you... 
it was the exact moment when the ink of your butterfly lure 
was spilled over the life span of a thousand lives 
But all I had to spare... was one moment in time, 
before I diminish in God's wrath... 

Courtesy of ©nikgml



Original artwork, courtesy of Kunstfotografie/Johanna Knauer(Enaston on deviantArt)