Peace
Demonic shadows surround and confine my restless soul
Their burning clutch consumes my every thought
And dissolves individuality into a voidful whole
Shackles of death weigh down the inner desires of escape
Distorting all visions of hope
And filling my ears with the screams of rape
Through the destruction and steaming rubble of humanity
My empty shell crawls without direction
Indulging in nothing and losing all sanity
Hate and agony gnaw upon my very existance
Filling the void with rage
Twisting my form into a grotesque being of insatiable persistence
Overwehelmed with the echoes of maniacal laughter
My rage is unleashed
Crumpling my hollow shell
And at last...Peace
Jason Dean Aston
Copyright 2005 Jason Dean Aston
