You will not see, blinded by wings, darkness and fear envelope me. The weakness grows inside & starts the dancing swarm. There’s no escaping, can’t hide from me. Succumb self hate with me. Contemplation, ululate, is this fate? Drowning me. Drowning, futility, losing me. I never wanted this. I never knew how bad this could get. You will bow down, the unwanted
creationist. Take my guiding hand with you. I will lead you to the pool. Your frail mind
allows the darkness to take reign drowning in sorrow. Time keeps going yet I feel like it
has stood still. The ghastly ways hold me down. Losing breath as the sun starts to fade. I
thrash around looking for a way out of this swamp of self destruction. How now? As weak
mental walls all cave in. Flourish the decay of inner Abaddon. Too late, she’s found shelter
under my wing. Oh tomorrow, hear all her cries.