In the Absence of Light,
There is Darkness.
In the Absence of Life,
There is Death.
In the Absence of You,
There is Me.
Hope...Ruin of all Civilizations,
Doomed and Cursed for all Eternity.
Shrouded in Darkness and Corrupted by Chaos.
Wrath takes its toll on all,
Followed by Omega and Thanatos.
Hypnos, Brother to Death, comes to lay his Spell upon the World,
While Nyx pulls her Blanket of Stars, after Apollos Chariot, to cover the Sky.
The times goes by,
Slower than before;
Feeling the sting of the needle in your heart.
Ever-flowing like a river,
The pain comes forth...spilling the bowl with your emotions,
Tormented and hurt in the worst way imaginable.
Mentally you try,
To cope with the heartache,
Wishing for it all to go away;
It never goes away....even when you find someone new to love.
In this world....there are people you care about,
And then people you love.
When the people you care about die, or betray you....
you feel remorse, and regret
That you couldn't do something better for them.
You cry, and forget,
Hoping to never bring it back up in a conversation.
When someone you love betrays your very purpose
And breaks your heart....
It is a pain that is hard to live with,
And it always comes back.
The ache in your heart,
And the thin silk fabric in your mind is severed...
Leaving pain,
And those fatal times you cry.
Toyed with your emotions, they do....
the ones you love....
And cause you misery they did....
The ones you love.
Hard to forgive, hard to forget....
And impossible to never speak of it again.
People will always be mean and hateful....
Whether that's their way of showing affection,
Or being an a*****e....
It is all inevitable....
When given time.
Love can find a way,
Rather it be shrouded in Death,
Or by the Truth of ones Heart.
In Death lies the way of eternal happiness,
And Love.
Burying its way deep into the Lovers Soul.
The Heart,
A gateway to compassion and Hate;
Being the ultimate tome for Love.
I walk in the Night,
Bathing in the Sovereign light of Artemis,
And reminiscing about past thoughts.
I think about my special Love,
Hoping he's alright;
Hoping he'll say he loves me one last time.
I'm not what I used to be,
Thinking and Conjuring;
He's the only one I care about,
And the only one I need.
The Shadows surround us,
Keeping the forces of Light,
And Retribution at Bay.
Nothing feeds the Shadows better,
Than the Darkness, Anger
And Hate in our Hearts.
Thriving in the Darkness,
Living in the Minds,
And Eyes of Man.
In the ice-blue sky,
Shapes can be seen
From the cliff-side;
Ominous shapes,
Of Misfortune and Misguided Hopes.
Soaring downwards,
Upon the rocky outcrop
Of the cliff-side,
Falls the exposed body,
Of the one who,
Unlike many others,
Witnessed it all from the Beginning.
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