Post by darkness0within on Nov 30, 2020 14:37:02 GMT -6
IT.
It is here...It has arrived,
Something that can’t be seen,
But felt, it’s presence menacing,
The evil of ages within it’s being,
Ancient and foreboding thoughts are felt,
Coldness of intelligence, emotionless,
The air around you crackles with timeless hate,
Its breath blows the stench of loathing,
But also emptiness and despair,
For it is all and nothing, absurd creation,
It is strong but weak, an evil beyond compare,
A god of vengeance, a god of destruction,
Resourceful reaper of death, keeper of nightmares,
Holder of your darkest dreams come true,
For it is to you it looks to for its sustenance,
To feed on your id for it’s survival,
And give form to this monster of the mind.
Darkness.
It is here...It has arrived,
Something that can’t be seen,
But felt, it’s presence menacing,
The evil of ages within it’s being,
Ancient and foreboding thoughts are felt,
Coldness of intelligence, emotionless,
The air around you crackles with timeless hate,
Its breath blows the stench of loathing,
But also emptiness and despair,
For it is all and nothing, absurd creation,
It is strong but weak, an evil beyond compare,
A god of vengeance, a god of destruction,
Resourceful reaper of death, keeper of nightmares,
Holder of your darkest dreams come true,
For it is to you it looks to for its sustenance,
To feed on your id for it’s survival,
And give form to this monster of the mind.
Darkness.
