Guilt trip
I looked at my reflection ,through the reflection of my eyes I could see into my soul , I could see the void mankind hides behind, fake smiles,lies and alibi's, there was a dim light like a burning flare with a haunting glare I felt pain there a nightmare in a rotting shell I fell into focus I see into hell.
It was the world all around me,
Everyone's demons exposed,
People covered with maggots ,
They poured from the eyeballs,
They tore at the flesh that was scared with their sins , they were burning in fire and had psychotic grin's.
Every structure was cherried from the heat of the flames, but like petrified ashes standing unharmed from the blaze, people were everywhere, every person I knew, there was people I loved, it was a war that we lose.
It was the earth it was burning
Every city unspared,
Heavy soot they were breathing that drowned out the air, everybody was screaming but they were all unaware ,like it was just nothing ignorant and blind to the hell ,they carried on with their day but the end was already there.
But I could see,
I could hear I could feel,
This is what's to come a sad voice Crys in my ear , this foul creation has shattered the sphere,gods love for mankind has fallen,freewill soiled with Filth, and man shall perish in their own made misery, the voice wept as it departed from me, with in my reflection I return back to myself,
The crucifixion of Jesus was the pain the world felt, I crossed my hands and I prayed out loud as I knelt, have mercy my God as I was overtaken guilt..
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Written on June 08, 2023
Submitted by keithborden3637 on July 15, 2023
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