Sith Creed

"Peace is a lie. There is only passion. Through passion, I gain strength. Through strength, I gain power. Through power, I gain victory. Through victory, my chains are broken."
-the Sith Creed

20 June 2012

Deadlines and Crossroads: Day 0

I have stripped my face of my smile
I glare at people with a hateful scowl
I strangle every drop of sweat with an abrasive towel.
I collapse into a robe of flesh and torment
I relapse into a globe of dregs and lament
Hope is the plaque I scrape from my teeth.

Treasured, the smiles and positive thoughts
Buried and found, the falsest of worn out wrought
That day, that chapter, the first time I was dismayed
is now a fragment of illusion dismantled and frayed
I can smell your fear, thick like rain
I can smell your lust, a stench like pain
I can feel your thrust, quenched while I'm slain
I can fuel your thirst, yet you drink my bane
I can end your hurts, but my emotions you drain
Hope is a rejection you cannot explain.

1 comment:

  1. Reading and not commenting does not make me better at my work...