Faceless

P.X. Vexxus



Consumed within immense anguish he fabricates

A feeling of lifeless dread he cannot erase

A victim of madness, his sorrow and fate

He stares at a forgotten corpse with no face

 

He hears the skeleton whisper his name

Like being dead is nothing but a game

The whispers echo, like an endless scream

The faceless haunts his every dream

 

The expressionless gaze leaves him powerless

Against his shame within corrupt conscience

Passively struggling without emotion

Regret builds like an infinite ocean

 

The mass of guilt crushes his strength

He cannot fight the impossible strain

He forfeits his freedom and gives his life

For the faceless ghost that brings him strife

 

The forsaken mystery was never resolved

The remains were gone, the blood dissolved

In the end, it turned out the faceless

Was never really a corpse at all

  • Author: P.X. Vexxus (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 4th, 2017 15:24
  • Comment from author about the poem: Faceless [July 9, 2016] A story that describes the feeling of guilt.
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