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...Canvas of Chaos
By SolApathy
https://youtu.be/mgRoucrBIgI?t=4
Thoughts no longer seem to wander
Chaos is all I ponder
Driven by the madness of my loss
Sanity is only the initial cost
My hands burdened by desire
I light this fire
Knife slips from the sheath
Blood it desires upon its teeth
I let it play across my flesh
Cerise drips as I take a breath
Upon the floor, now stained
A signature of my pain
I desire to only paint the scene
In the hues of insanity within my dreams
The world my canvas as I paint the stage
What was taken can never be returned
For all your souls I yearn.
Thoughts no longer seem to wander
Chaos is all I ponder
Driven by the madness of my loss
Sanity is only the initial cost
My hands burdened by desire
I light this fire
Knife slips from the sheath
Blood it desires upon its teeth
I let it play across my flesh
Cerise drips as I take a breath
Upon the floor, now stained
A signature of my pain
I desire to only paint the scene
In the hues of insanity within my dreams
The world my canvas as I paint the stage
What was taken can never be returned
For all your souls I yearn.
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Copyright 2022 SolApathy
Published on Tuesday, November 8, 2022.
Filed under:
"Graphic Art"
Author's Note:
...There is no peace in the evil I hold...My soul long ago went coldComments on "...Canvas of Chaos"
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On Friday, April 7, 2023, Decadence Black
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wrote:
Oh, how your words drip with malice and hate, A reflection of the darkness within, I state, For in the throes of madness you reside, Embracing pain and suffering far and wide. Your desire for blood and chaos is all-consuming, A fervor that leaves sanity in a state of ruin, And as you paint the world with your hues, You leave behind a trail of broken and bruised. But know this, dear soul, your actions have a cost, For the damage you inflict can never be lost, And though in your dreams you may find solace, In reality, your deeds are but a destructive imbalance. So heed my words, and seek the light, For in the darkness lies naught but blight, And though the world may seem like your canvas, Your shattered soul can never be mended.
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