A Somber Preclusion of Being
Script-etched leaves Weak, slowly losing grip Speak to me With a chilling wind Their pigment, a dull grayscale Projected into my ailing mind A meek moment of time Indulged by a forgotten growth Of which eternity has claimed Silence gently scraping at my body I can recognize Where the grid of time Meets my broken world But I choose to stay Slowly turning my head Towards the dead horizon I witness time itself Face to face As it breaks away from my world TIME!
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 23, 2026
In a timeless vault A mind no more What was considered night Torn away from my fingertips Creation will not arrive here Its cold, unholy embrace will remain Where peasants and parasites Breathe in their cool air and Rotten vitality As lives come and pass Impossibility Grows nearer Until I finally Reach My end Staring into the face of death Eyes wielding Years of memories Gone In an instant Leaving the living to mourn forever
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 23, 2026
Moments of beauty Moments of refinement Moments of nothingness Alone Abandoned At peace No sign of life, no sign of death There is nothing A black horizon Lined with a desolate foreground Existing only to comfort Lead here By oblivescence Leaving the pain behind Colorless flowers gleam Against my peripherals Sirens of infinity In desolation, in darkness In solitude Here I sit My mind slowing My world diluted Guilty but content A delusion Willingly accepted No thoughts No warm memories
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 23, 2026
This deafening silence Sickens me A deep abrasion In my eyes Voices are unimportant and Seemingly nonexistent Wretched apparitions Cloud all that is real Attempted to be accessed But shut down by ghastly memories A failure, embraced by Delusional uncertainties Is a man living If he only dreams?
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 23, 2026
A figureless shape Unearthly and emotionally Expressionless With its order of time and space It moves quietly through my mind A taunting apparition That erases all That is worldly To screaming black frequencies It engulfs my world Lost in an echoing hell The veil impenetrable Luna's promising caress is fading The solar leadership of a new day Has been lost to Darkness
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 23, 2026
In the shape of a tear My fractured mind Lies beside me Refusing to breathe A trajectory unseen A wreath, inside of which My darkest dreams Flourish But the dream pool is empty The fake feelings endured Written in non-volatile script During a process of healing Show no sign of convalescence The great hand of forlornness Reaching out, I am greeted By a chilling wretch Its eyes, like the night sky Boundless, empty A dimеnsionless grasp Embraced by lucidity Its cold hands embracе my will I am led to a place I've seen before In memory Its forgotten skies are starless Plush trees reflect fading light Many have perished here Their bodies remain, frozen Suspended in time and thought I will share the same fate As I walk to the edge And look into the Eyes of oblivion
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 23, 2026