51st Post

As the silence of the night
Blows past me like a breeze.
i know not.
The route set.

Other than the path of self destruction.
I know not of other paths.
For my choice is made up.

I have chosen this path.
The lonely path to hell.

Paradise is what i will see no more.
Happiness is what i will experience no more.
Despair and Despise.
Rage and madness.
Are all that are left.
Are that remains.

Of a mind shattered beyond repair.
Out of reach of time.
Broken memories.
Shattered and crystallized.
In the fragments that remain.
Shall return to haunt me one day.

Will i break ?
Will i surrender to my dark soul?
Will i give up the war?
Will i put my pen down to stop writing and shut the book for good?
Perhaps fate will give me the answer.

Or maybe not.

A lost spirit.
A tragic entity.
Cursed to live out this life.
A life filled with hurt.
Hatred.
Despise.
Despair.
Darkness.

Yet i hide them all.
But i fear.
One day i can no longer contain them.
And in its pure form.
Might either kill me outright.
Or bleed me slowly to death.

What next?
That i know not.
An everlasting quest to find that answer.
An answer which i may find.
Or maybe it was never meant to be found.

Hello darkness.
My old friend...

And now.
Begins my journey.
My path to Hell.
Thy Gates of Hell awaits thee.
Where my soul shall burn.
Amongst thy flames of hell.
Forever.
And ever.
Until the end of time.