Buried

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This is the last thing you will ever know. This harlot has found a resting place for every wasted moment. Nobody will know that you existed. Death will do you no favors. This is my absolution. This is my liberation. No more desperation. Dead...I've thrown away everything that you are. I belong to a future of my choosing. Every move you've made has been well documented. Your shackles of idiocy won't restrain me. So fear me, fear this. Fear everything you couldn't hold on to. Fear me, fear this. I want the world to see me bury you. So fear me, fear this plague.

Submitted by The Void — Apr 25, 2025

You've been entombed and hidden from this world under six feet of remorse for your actions. But don't you reach your hand up through that dirt, 'cause I'm not bringing this one back to life. I know I've been here before this is Hell, and now you'll keep your head below the roots. Do as I've done, and watch this all decay. I've wasted so much time on what was inevitably a failure. The taste of blood from damage done is a constant reminder of this overwhelming defeat. And now you'll know what it's like to watch it all burn down. By God you'll know what it's like to watch it burn. And I've been here before this is Hell. Do as I've done, and watch this all decay. This is Hell. This is Hell and I'm never coming back. I've left this dying, bleeding, wasted far behind me. Now this abomination rests without life, and now you're hidden from this world, abomination. I've wasted so much time on what was dead from the start. By God you'll know what it's like to watch it all burn down. Watch as I embrace your absence with a grin on my face. I've taught myself from pain held too close, never again. Now this abomination rests without a breath of life. Now do as I've done and watch this decay.

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 25, 2025

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If we were meant to stand on opposite sides of this river, then I will burn the bridge that leads to you. But what you're missing is misery, and I can't wait until your world is destroyed. You've gone too far. Now I'm surviving harsh reality, while you're just living a lie. We've resurrected the truth, but is it too late? Why did you take so long to explain this? And what a beautiful day when you finally come to your senses. I've been defined by circumstance, but not by choice, and now I've become the abandoned. And when I reach for the surface you turn away. I'm plagued with thoughts of regret eating away at my flesh. Day in, day out, I live this nightmare. I'm plagued with thoughts of regret eating away at my flesh. Put your cold, dead hands around my throat. What's one more round of suffocation when we're already dead? Now I find myself at the top of this mountain. With no reward for myself, I've been reduced to erasing your face. Slit the throat of what I'll never have, and with it's death, comes my release.

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 25, 2025

A long, hard road lies before me, but I can't see the end. The road to recovery is paved with broken glass but I must walk it home. The footprints that I've left lead to a broken past. I'm at the end of the rope been given, but it's all that I have. This is the face you forgot to remember. A lesson learned in carelessness, and as a result we must live with the choices you've made. Now I'm buried in shades of grey. Save me...Now I have been leaving a blood trail, and I'll let the dogs hunt me down. So this is it, I stand here with nothing left to lose. Now that I've got nothing to lose I'm still just buried in shades of grey. Who would've thought this ran so deep? This web I weave is filled with contradiction. I'm buried in shades of grey. I'm redesigning myself. This is a lesson that we've learned from being careless. So won't you riddle me this: Oh God, when does it end? When? Return. How does it feel to be a piece in my puzzle that should not even exist? I still reach out for an answer, any sign of hope. I know that I'm coming back empty-handed. Now you will see...everything I've done is for nothing, but I will leave a blood trail, let the dogs hunt me down. This isn't dead, this isn't over yet you bitch. Return.

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 25, 2025

These words are the ones that you'll remember as slander in your name, wretch, and you know you deserve this. Now I'm done breathing in distorted truths, this is the aftermath of all of your ignorance. I hope that you've learned to cherish and hold on to all of which was once yours. My eyes will forever bleed this retribution until I'm satisfied with the agony you receive in return. You are the disease that I'm sending to Hell. Regurgitate the lies and everything that you ever promised to me, and still you know that you're not even close to comprehending this hate I spit at you. One day when you think your lacerations have healed, you will know the following as the truth: The sun will set to rise and will consume itself a thousand times before I'll ever let this lie. The day will come when you're standing in your own filth, up to your neck with regret. You'll be deserted and left to rot in the abyss you've created. Years of hope have all been in vain and now I'm waiting here. I'm left with everything that we thought was beautiful, now all that I can do is watch it waste away. Get under ground bitch. I hope that all this was worth it. Your descension into Earth is perfection. I hope you found what you're looking for in desolation, there's just one more thing you should see...Open up your eyes and see what would have been reality. This is what I get for having faith in fabrication. Know that this is your punishment, destructionist.

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 25, 2025

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