Tick-Toc

Tick tock goes the clock

Seconds in our life gone

To no end

We are dying, I am dying

I do not fear it however

I embrace the blackness

Let it consume me

Wallow in self pity, for it is me

And I am it

I can not be saved

My soul is gone, eaten away

Pray with me my dear ones

I am done

Leave my bones and ashes

They will only burn

Thy flesh is acid, why spare a look

I am nothing, never remember

I am the blackness in the alleys and in the night skies

The blackness so thick it smothers a scream

Fear me, yet love me

I am here, but to you, I am not

Embrace what you push away, lest it consume you.

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Incantation

Nicely written, I love it

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