Fading

Days, Months, Weeks, Years.. time does not exist here
The same sights, the same smell, the same pain, thie same body
Tired of it, with hope lost, everyday is a battle
The battle was won, but what bout the war
fading away into nothingness, the dark void of emptiness



The hunger and thirst grow, gnawing and raving
Like a dog would gnaw upon a bone
Til driven mad by the this rage and consumed by longing.
But it is a hunger that no morsel may cure
A thirst no nectar will quench


For they are cursed, doomed to wander
Eternally cursed, the evil do not rest
The soul desires freedom from this prison
Of mortal flesh and sinew, within which it is caged
And the pain of immortality refuted by the senses


Of consequence there is no thought.
Just of freedom, a hard fight, To get back what has been lost
An all consuming war, no one else might exist
Til all the sanity within has fled, and nothing remains,
Slobbering beasts they become, hark the echoes of their agonizing cries


Bleeding from within, the mind watches the body over which it has no power
The soul cries out, its purity ripped apart by the cold violence of vengeance
Salvation? There is naught.. Pardon? There will be none..
Only the hunger.. From beneath it devours