#sloggingdecay

Dragging your limbs

Trudging across whitelands

Slogging decay of winter

Warm my hollow bones

Somber smoke billows

Erstwhile, a moon to glow

Faith for a lune to grow

Chapiters have crumbled

Penury in the eyes

Pillars burning slow

Dragging your limbs

Burning one by one

The air is thick and toxic

Barely breathable

In a vast wasteland of tormented beings

Disease has plagued minds and bodies

Restless obsessions of spirituality

Flames crawl nearer than prior

As I trudge aimlessly alone

Reality is an irrelevant farce

You long for light

Soulful truth in dark

Spiraling in a blackhole 

Gods of hope have abandon you

Casting a baleful glance

Discarded to the abysmal

rotting mouth of nothing

Short ordered eternal agony

Small human

My limbs are numb

Old drone

My vision is blurred

Imprisoned to the promise of winter

The clouds drag across

Black of night

A hollow organ

filled with disillusionment

Sleeping below

a converging storm

Ignorantly, I've dreampt

of the consequences

As these chapiters crumble

Turn yourself over

The substances have dried

Cold of the shoulder

The perennials have died

Vertical static patterns

Insolate the voids with grey

Can I leave this be?

Tongue bitten

Venom sting

Transparent white

Staring back through at me

Penury in the eyes

eyelids clenched

bizzare rapids

static overwhelmed

anxious ramblings stirring

droplets fall to the ears

let the sky's weight crush you

the fucking digits won't stop

you've only accumulated filth

a hideous face burried in cloth

quell the panic with a gross habit

under the rusted bridge

pathetic liquids still haunt

saturated empty spaces

shivers repeatedly wake you

agitated by dampness

no one will wrap