Mephistopheles' TenureA Poem by OtherWorldWomanMetallic Scrapes from the Depths of Hell
Does a soul rot away set too long in abyss? Sleeping, half-awake In the deepest waters of a never-ending well...
Did we creatures live once? Or were we always here? My mind tells me memories I'd like not to hear
My lips committed murder Tearing flesh from bone My eyes committed theivery feasting upon skin, and skin alone
What is this madness you tell to me of these thinkings I thought not known Was there truly life aside from this before death's cold kiss his send-off to this sour sleep In payment for the deeds That I now reap...?
How long has it been since reason and meaning? Unwavering... Buried alive in pocketed air No tangible rope, no soul-freeing stair
Loose these chains that bury me so deep I no longer wish to sleep Buried deep beneath the earth... Away from laughter and joy and love I yearn to live and breathe above!
Oh, hellmaster-- Won't you see to my concerns? My murderous deeds I have learned... Loose these chains And set me free Let me escape with sanity! © 2011 OtherWorldWoman |
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