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"Eternal Torment"

  • sebastianantioch
  • Jul 28, 2023
  • 2 min read

In a world that turns its back on pain,

We secretly crave the dark and the insane.

Embracing misery, a hidden desire,

As the flames of chaos dance higher and higher.


No matter what we try, no matter what we do,

We shape this world to fit our view.

Distorting reality, ignoring the truth,

Caught in our delusions, forever aloof.


Obsession grips my twisted mind,

In a realm where misery's all I find.

Denying death's embrace, I'm lost in the despair,

Haunted by the shadows of what's not there.


There can't be anything left to say!


I've lost everything that day!

No more life to live, only a skeleton that's made to decay!

I am the voice of agony, twisted and decayed,

Within the depths of darkness, my power is displayed.


We’re all caught up in what we want,

So much so that we can’t see what we’ve got.

It’s painful knowing that I’ve lost it all,

Because now I’m lost in my own obsession forevermore.


In the labyrinth of my shattered soul,

A symphony of suffering takes its toll.

The echoes of torment resonate within,

As I descend further into the abyss of sin.


A scream that pierces through the veil,


Unleashing chaos, my agony prevails.

I yearn for destruction, a craving so profound,

To watch the world burn, and chaos resound.

But in this madness, I've become the slave,


Trapped in a cycle, forever depraved.

In the depths of my despair, I scream,

A tortured soul lost in a shattered dream.


In the depths of twisted desire,

We witness a soul consumed by fire.

The world crumbles beneath its malevolent reign,

As it revels in its self-inflicted pain.


In this twisted purgatory, I stand,

Trapped forever in this desolate land.

No matter the battles fought, the masks worn,

I'm stuck with the dead, forever torn.


And does it have to be that way?

Can’t I ever just break these chains and fly away?

Because every single day I relieve the pain

Again and again with no end in sight!

And maybe it’s my punishment for having this twisted ambition.

Maybe it’s my punishment for being this way,

To find someone who doesn’t even want me and left that fateful day.


Yet the idea of seeing them again is the only thing motivating me to keep going in this

Endless cycle that never lets me rest! I’m stuck with the living dead!

No matter what I do the cycle restarts anew and I’m stuck relieving the same

Thing again and again with no end! I hate hearing their cries when I sleep, I’m the one


Who derailed their life! And what else is there to do but lose myself to the hands

Of time?! It’s all a curse because I can’t get out of this cycle no matter what!

In this twisted purgatory I stand! And I can’t escape no matter the days that pass!

And what else is there to say!? Everyone left me that day!


No more mercy for the dead, only spitting on our graves.

No matter what we try, no matter what we do,

We shape this world to fit our view.

Distorting reality, ignoring the truth,


Caught in our delusions, forever aloof.

In the depths of my obsession, I'm consumed,

A puppet of misery, forever doomed.

But beyond this chaos, there lies release,

Acceptance awaits, granting eternal peace.


 
 
 

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