Prose

Story of the Damned

written by: Ithilgalad

Can you hear my desperate cries?
Can you feel my gasping pain?
Can you see through my fake smile?
Do you understand who I am?
Why I must be this way?
Do you really think you know me?
You can't know me.
I am a child of destruction;
A victim of fire.
I am lost in its flames,
Bound to the ashes.
I am an empty corpse,
Eternally bound to these lies.
I have no hope;
I have no chance.
All I have are my desperate attempts
To escape this blackened night.
From the depths of my soul,
My anger surfaces.
I must put this choking black
Into words.
I must explain...

It's taking me.
It's choking me.
I am dying.

But I will never be dead.

For I will always be
Destined to these flames;
To my bloody red past,
And my white corpse
Future.

Empty,
Lost,
Forgotten,
I am
Spent.

Let the demons take me.
I care not.
I no longer care.
Goodbye light,
Hope,
Love!

I give up
To the surrounding darkness.
I surrender
To the shadows.
For I have
Lost
All I ever cared for.

I am not dead.
Only souless, heartless, empty;

Alone....