The Shadow’s Wish

I’m tired of trying to talk to you

I’m tired of hearing your voice

Of seeing your wishes.

The knife and the razor. The blood and a saviour.

Only the saviour is no longer a man but a hope that majority of your world will end

Not to be bleak

Not to make others feel sorrow

But to finally be in heaven as a whole

Your dream seems good,

The actions alive and ready

Sacrifice for an ultimate destiny

Though however, all these thoughts are not steady

My heartbeat senses the emotional poverty of my thoughts

And begins to rise up against me in judgement

My legs shake from the callousness of the ground I walk on

Like my foundations

Cold and unresponsive

Leading me into an unknown abyss

Alas. I want nothing to do with you.

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