Book One
Lost… Feelings slowly decaying, Piece of mind deleting, My mind slipping away, Irritation… Rage… Acceleration of malicious intent, I welcome my frustration, Of my life, With open arms… Fade… The will to live is dying, Frail fragmented state, True essence of existence lies near, I am deleted.
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
Macabre decisions Horrid conditions Abysmal confusion An endless retribution Distress of hopelessness Terror of pending deceit Scratching inside my soul Reparation of deception The acceptance of desolation Reconcile within A gloomy prospect Of expectations to come Feelings of anguish Running in my skin Coursing through my veins Tearing me to pieces This torture upon me My mind escapes Into feelings of aggression Fear, Pain and Agony Approach thoughts sadistic Manner of dishonesty Trifle my mind So full of misery
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
Desolation of consistency The dreading delusion A wandering intellect Losing the contact Rage is emancipation From craven judgment Demise the respond Hitherto mind slipping Feelings grow apart From visions of grief To views of sadness The utter salvation My irritation now suppressed To calm my vehemence And reinstate in silence My rebirth forever lost Very thought of anger Not considered obligatory Toward me my mind Need not hate any longer Escape of resentment To the elemental depression Within my dismayed state Of understanding I am not
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026