I fear what awaits on those pathways,
We agreed to build on truths of dark love,
Over monstrous, devastated, delusional
Ruins of our souls darkness, starkness
Minds locked in a cage.
Deathra, I search for the ideas and,
To survive the person once said
Better come the pain than emptiness
To amongst other for vengeance.
These lies, ruins, truth, poisoning
Treaty under the sheets we folded,
Come, hold me tight to you,
I fear what awaits on those lost pathways
We shared on lone nights and days
When my mind got loose in senses.
I’m searching deaths again.
Pathways | Poem