Sitting by my window,
looking out in to the eternal darkness which is the night
,assured that my salvation lies somewere in the folds of time at this bewitching hour.
Awakeing my demons they tell me of this lie burning inside me
,festering inside me,eating away at me.
Reality fades into the satire of time
reminding me my hope, my salvation is a lie,demons devour my mind, and at that last moment between life and death. i see my inevitable conclusion to my demise that my life,my dreams, my hope is a lie.
Alone i lay down and die.















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