Wolf

Before the drugged fog cleared I'd embraced the notion of dreams No more an inky black retreat Make my rest a proscenium For some nascent ideal self Or a phantasmagoria unweighted Unchained from the wheel But every night, it's the same Fractal Failures of daily life Endless pursuit Fear, helplessness, anxiety, and guilt

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

Swollen with venom Delay living by this wide margin Yet this marginal decay affects Those currently rotting Blessed be the mound Let it seethe Piece by brick by block Carry your own enigma forth Let not wisdom be denied Wasteful worry will kill the path

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025

Have your steps brought you home, brother? Have you seen again The silent tomb of our father The divine shade of our mother Have you heard her whispered pad Under the rotting beams Of once elegant archways Gardens reclaimed by earth And stone subsumed by vine The fields of men who lie In stupor, taking succor From ashes Unaware they have wasted To mere impressions Crumbling mosaics and the Silent banners Of long-faded triumphs Lacrimae mundi The world has grown old And its tears no longer deluge In youthful torrents But crawl in procession Stately and resigned As the glory is gone It fled while we watched With crossed arms Proud and haughty, stares upon our features And you and I, brother, will never be gods

Submitted by Immortal — Feb 08, 2026

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Cascading insecurity bewilders No, betrayal! Fear breeds reflexive treachery Decreed by blood Arbitrary differentiation ignites Sacred identity reigns Entitled. Perpetuate.

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025