We Are Departed

Mark The Phenomenon

This will be the last;
Not for a spirit unseen,
Forever shattered until the end of time;
Why did it come to this?
Alone, cold, getting no sleep;
Lost hunger,
Tear me apart from the black sky,
For when the time comes, we are departed;
blood stained, soulless,
The shadow fades;
For as the hour draws near, we are departed;
I beg for forgiveness,
not just a hand,
Six feet is deep,
Dying the minute we are born;
No fear
The finale is eternity.
Rest in peace

  • Author: Mark The Phenomenon (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 28th, 2023 15:27
  • Category: Unclassified
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