Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god

In The End, There Is Nothingness

My tongue is splashed with doom.
I'm a junkie for despair and death
Is a good friend of mine.
I'm the darkness in your mind,
Killing asta and fleeing the night.
Shrouded in moonlight,
I play games in the cemetery and
Await the purple sky of morning.
My thoughts become black and dusk
Can't save me now.
Raindrops splatter like rushed thoughts,
Suddenly, I'm a star going out,
Falling down to hell
In a blaze not of glory, but of nothingness.
Reality is chaos to me,
It fills my nightmares with fire and paranoia.
I whisper for help but it catches on the wind,
And gets lost somewhere between
Truth and ignorance.
Hate and love are blind to me,
I scream to break the silence but cannot penetrate
Through the darkness in my heart.
I am a goddess of flagellation,
The pain is imaginary, but the scars are real.

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