Here begins the end
A tale to paint the fall
On a canvas worn and britle
A tale to end it all
First chapter to an epitaph
You thought you heard before
A slow crawl down the final road
And knocks on the d**h’s door
All beasts shall lose their former glory
A dying sun devoured by itself
But know that when the flame finally dies off
It is a spark for something far much bleaker
Born in blood
From the foulest womb we are torn
Forced into existence
A lifetime of suffering
Before we may
Open our eyes for the first time
We realise the futility of
Our struggle to succeed
The sheer frailty of existence
What we hold in our hands is weak
Within the chamber of unheard whispers
No one shall hear you weep
Within the chamber
Of unheard whispers
The time slips away
Within the chamber
Of unheard whispers
truths to reveal
Your insignificance
Fallen abandoned and alone
Sealed within a place unseen
A tomb of betrayal
To nestle your failure
Crawl, crawl, crawl for you’ll never reach the white light
A little white lie
Forced into hope
Not dim but true black is this end
Not a ray of light to hold
Your story untold
On the edge of demise
We struggle to live on
Grasping at the shortest straws
Knowing we are done
On the edge of tomorrow
We stumble and crumble
Face first on the frozen ground
And alone we wither