...Visceral Agony
By SolApathy
Agony in the moments within moments
Flow through the visceral thoughts of peril
Injustice in the soulless pain of the impaled
I smile wickedly through the veil
~The Division bell rings~
Suffering assails your mind
You know I’ll take my time
I am the bitterness of a savage grind
Wearing you down one memory at a time
I drive in the damnation
You scream for a reprise
I smell the blood of your souls’ soon
Demise
Prying into the dark spaces
I seek the little lights you hide
I strive to corrupt what little is left
...Inside
Flow through the visceral thoughts of peril
Injustice in the soulless pain of the impaled
I smile wickedly through the veil
~The Division bell rings~
Suffering assails your mind
You know I’ll take my time
I am the bitterness of a savage grind
Wearing you down one memory at a time
I drive in the damnation
You scream for a reprise
I smell the blood of your souls’ soon
Demise
Prying into the dark spaces
I seek the little lights you hide
I strive to corrupt what little is left
...Inside
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© 2020 SolApathy
Published on Friday, July 14, 2017.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Author's Note:
...10 minute demise...I am the emptiness of a life with no prize...Comments on "...Visceral Agony"
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On Saturday, July 15, 2017, worm
(1194) wrote:
a very good poem! I could feel the joyous desperation in this piece... Kudos! ~worm~
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On Saturday, July 15, 2017, Devil lyn
(368) wrote:
I heard Pink Floyd deep and faded in the background of this obscure & vivid write; as always, you bring the lament of darkness into light ...
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On Saturday, July 15, 2017, Purposelessness
(150) wrote:
I always love reading your work. This did not disappoint. I really liked how you ended it from "prying into the dark spaces". So good.
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On Friday, July 14, 2017, Anna McCarra
(382) wrote:
This feels like depression described as a ghostly beast, that is haunting you. Darkly creative.