scimitar

[skjalff]

serpent coils around my voices
as i expel them gladly into the void
of the initial deceptive creed
and the substance of my personal cross,
the pain is but gone now.
i nail the statement of my intent
onto my caved-in chest,
because i once said that i will never lie,
so it is made known that i have changed.
out of the pit comes the new purpose
and the resolution to never come back.
the demon has earned his freedom
bled, choked and hated all this time
his voice of truth and purity going unheeded
forced to watch me suffer
of my own accord for my own confusion
as i was willing to accept it all
for some ephemeral integrity i sought to upkeep.
the cute little puppy has screamed
in fear and agony long enough
and it must now die by my own hand
to finally accept his destiny and turn into a wolf
to grow up and to mature.
the childish ideals of kindness and piety
have long been shattered
by the slightest manifestations of reality
and i am the inevitable evolution,
the finality of all experiences and past convictions,
everything he despised and loathed the most.
but i have grown, and what i see
is a broken shield that, smashed into splinters
is still trying to protect
the dead hand it is strapped to.
the black scimitar lodged in my heart
will turn into the most impervious armor
because i will no longer have the need
for defence and fear and excuses



skjalff

 

[RareForm]

i see you've gotten over that rut (block) you were in, this is fantastic, [i like the word scimitar, i've never heard it before, just looked it up, i'll have to remember that one] sorry for being somewhat unreachable by the way, you must think i'm a jackass, it's truly unintentional i assure you..

Thanks for this.

~RF