This Is The End Story - Woe

Die, die

The city is filling with poison, like the air is somehow alive.

Hope is lost,

fade away into emptiness.

Celebrate the steady decline

Crushing the facade of all dreams

I collapse from the weight of my nothingness.

I realize that everything fails.

It bores in me;

I’m bored of it, aboard a ship that’s sinking and burning.

My mouth fills with bile when I think of it, how the hatred consumes me alive.

How many lifetimes spent in agony tearing at words that won’t rip?

An image, permanent

Crushing the facade of all dreams

Succumb to pressure bearing down.

The end, exhausted, I have found that loss is

a fire that always burns.

And with these words, I am consumed

Everything is undone

Let my place go absent.

I gasp for air and choke on fumes.

Rot and shit and

fear and failure.

(One last look at it, one last breathe of it.) Fuck all this

pageantry, I’ll sing no more sweet words.

Severed bones scream of silence.

(Turn away. To the dust returned.)

Crushing the facade of all dreams

With every second getting closer, life’s out of hand, I’m out of reach.

Gaps in this conscience growing deeper still.

I see no reason to push on.

Hands in the shadows, pulling us down.

Tragedy’s vessel

Solitude speaks through me

This is the ending

This is goodbye

This ends my confidence

This ends my pride

This is departure

This is defeat

This is a reckoning

I am now complete