Bitter eternity.

[darkness0within]

Bitter eternity.





Why don’t I die?

This eternity of

thought condemns.



So many thoughts

to take that flesh from bone...



But still this heart does

beat within denial...



My shallow breathing

giving life to hold,

a life devoid of any

meaning to the soul.



So many wasted moments

in such vain struggle

to appease a faded dream,

never again to hold loves

fortunes to my breast.



Death lies in tantalizing

harmony to mood,

a bitter harvest that the

reaper takes without regard,

leaving nothing but a hope

for life to end.



But I am cursed forever

with a stony heart...



To never know the

feelings of another,

As weary nights of

feeding to survive

tear into my soul.



The blood of life

condemns me to an eternity

devoid of any meaning,

for what meaning has eternity

without a love...Of life.





Darkness.

[anirbas]

Yes, what meaning? Deep thoughts often cloaked beneath a vampyre's cape.

Excellent write, as always, Darkness.

[darkness0within]

It's true that without a love of life a person could spiral down a very dark path indeed.

Thanks for reading and your very kind comments anirbas... they are appreciated.