I rise up from this cesspool,
This hell on earth.
I spread Magnificent Black wings,
Strong as steel but soft as spiders silk.
I stand up straight, black runes burning with
an other-worldly light across my skin.
I stare into to night sky with my pain etching
my face in stone.
I am Gods Vengeance.
I stand at the edge of the world.
Looking down at the city streets,
The lights zooming past below me.
I gaze into the eternity and grit my teeth at its corrosion.
Closing my eyes i fall forward plummeting
To earth like a black bird diving through the air.
I unfurl my wings and twirl through the air
Soaring past the Towers of Glass and Steel,
The brilliant lights and sounds.
I set my face and beat my wings harder,
Trying to escape this reality im trapped in.
I am Death’s Whisper.
I glide over the gentle landscape now.
Long stretches of trees and meadows,
No noise, no lights, a peacfull atmosphere.
I settle down under an ancient willow tree,
Its branches sagging with its long held burden.
Its decaying life.
I sit down and sigh,
Letting my weariness show.
I tangle my fingers in my hair with frustration.
Why does it never work?!
Why am I losing?!
I stand up and pound my fist into the tree,
Its bark snapping under my fist.
I stare at which my anger did.
Defacing this ageless beauty.
I drop my arm in defeat and walk out
Under the night sky again.
I spread my wings once more
And fly back to the Towers of Glass that touch the sky.
I am the End….
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