I Have Fought Against It, but I Can’t Any Longer.

As you are to me The before and after Blessed hands call your name Sing every song A love above all things The stillness in the world The brave are patient The light that survives us

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025

why pain? why pain begin? why pain continue? why desire? why desire exist? why man and why nature? why man's nature to suffer? why man's nature to continue to exist?

i've come away from my mind through my own fails and lies. have been and come away oh god to the cross. have packed up all the years buried them in ground the moment has come. half-belief in tomorrows and forgotten the past. the war and tear of many years.

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025

towers made from belief collapse fade form memory recalled not from legend nor custom structures built from dreams abandoned of all but disappointment a time when hope seemed real monuments to failures monuments to ruins

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

concerned only with endings a life desires closure eyes closed in anticipation time will not notice you are nothing a door opens When your love is gone What is left At night a prayer of death At day a curse of life March on

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025

what have you left that stirs you so what so affects you a voice that truly moves and you to be moved in return a soulless suck presented to the world child's heart and false poise ragged robes and a crown of splinters

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025

some were with him at the hour and location and confirm the joy and the beauty some recall the flowers and the placement of finery possible futures glistenedd others recall a change the darkness the pall descending rejection sadness the wounds the silences you have left The whole sky to black The whole earth to hell You have left never to return Somewhere there is heaven And you shall find it And i will wait Forgotten a hundred times

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

For these things I weep A lifetime of kneeling Beg and plead To burn down every part, of every life There's no living beauty Pain and sorrow live side by side In unending night Heavy mourning They won't cry for us They won't cry for us at this place no hope why can't it survive no comfort to soften the blows has hollowed the heart has calloused the hands has avowed the decline has ushered the collapse has confirmed the loss

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025

all we ever wanted all untenable all we believe we need fouled by needs actual hands are emptied, dirtied living only through beliefs love in a filthy heart filth through loving hands that built walls around it and believe it is a home a home that is broken a home in ruins

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025

Sometimes when I get up and emerge from the mists Of slumber, my whole room hurts, my whole bedroom. The view from the window hurts. Kids go to school. People go shopping. Everybody knows where to go. Only I don't know where I want to go. I get dressed, blearily, stumbling, Hopping about to pull on my trousers. I go and shave with my electric razor. For years now, whenever I shave, I've avoided looking at myself in the mirror. I shave in the dark or around the corner. I don't like looking at myself anymore. I'm scared by my own face in the bathroom. I'm hurt even by my own appearance- I See yesterday's drunkenness in my eyes. I sit at the table, Sometimes my hands give way under me And several times I repeat to myself, " I've victoried myself away, I've reached the peak of emptiness, I've reached the peak of emptiness and everything hurts." Even the walk to the bus stop hurts, and the whole bus hurts as well. I lower my guilty looking eyes. I'm afraid of looking people in the eye. Sometimes I cross my palms and extend my wrists, Because I feel guilty even about this once too loud a solitude which Isn't loud any longer, Because I'm hurt not only by the escalator which takes me down to the Infernal regions below, I'm hurt even by the looks of the people traveling up, Each of them has somewhere to go, While I've reached the peak of Emptiness and don't know where I want to go I'm hurt now. I'm hurt by this whole town in which I live. I'm hurt by this whole world- because Towards morning, certain beings come to me. Beings not unfamiliar to me. They come slowly, but surely, Up the escalator of my soul and not only the faces Come into focus, but also certain horrible events. Just like a portrait. Or a film. A documentary not only about how I was ever Madly in love, but also how I failed people. Everything I ever said, everything I ever did. Everything is always against me. The whole world hurts, and even the guardian angel of mine hurts. How many times I felt like jumping from the fifth floor, From my apartment where every room hurts, But always at the last moment, my guardian angel saves me. He pulls me back. I victoried myself away. I've reached the peak of emptiness

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025