I feel sick. I feel thin, like I'm about to break. Hanging by a fine line between yes and no. It's too easy to surrender. It doesn't seem so wrong, but it weakens me. Because, that is my shame, my sin. I can't go on this way. Such a blunder always ends badly. This need I reel in like a time bomb ready to explode; And I hold the switch that activates it.
What is worse is that I've done it. After the consuming flames only ashes remains. Vastness of doom. A land of despair and ruin. Fear and solitude. It is the evil within that stains my honor. The slavery keeping me from kneeling. I feel dirty. Unworthy. Be this feeling always in mind that I shall remember it well in order to repel such a disgusting thing.
A destroyed nation cannot go to war, nor its enemy is concerned to bring it down for it's already fallen. It's confined to DEATH. I won't let this build up inside of me anymore. I'm the only one who may fail myself. Regardless of how strong these chains of lust come tempt me.
What is worse is that I've done it. After the consuming flames only ashes remains. Vastness of doom. A land of despair and ruin. Fear and solitude. It is the evil within that stains my honor. The slavery keeping me from kneeling. I feel dirty. Unworthy. Be this feeling always in mind that I shall remember it well in order to repel such a disgusting thing.
A destroyed nation cannot go to war, nor its enemy is concerned to bring it down for it's already fallen. It's confined to DEATH. I won't let this build up inside of me anymore. I'm the only one who may fail myself. Regardless of how strong these chains of lust come tempt me.
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