Life Is Awesome, I'm not lying.

Forest, trees laden with bark,
Bound by melancholy in the dark,
A misanthropic quest, we embark,
And your rabid soul is our mark.
To you, it's all the same,
But our toil will not be in vain
Your life is our game,
And there is always something to gain.
Laid on a pyre,
We set your body on fire,
Your need is dire,
and my sire is rising higher,
Liar! I'm true.
True as the world you once knew,
Your face is blackened blue,
And with my crew we shall make anew,
Desire! Your fake.
Crossing my path was your only mistake,
Now you drown in fire, forsake,
I take your life to awake
My Sire, Sire!!!
Drowned the world in fire,
Do not stop until you tire,
Torture and twist them in barbed wire.
Bound by melancholy I sleep,
Dreams overtake I silently weep,
Tears of joy stealth fully creep,
Atonement found I'm finally complete.
All foes fall to the ground,
Never again to make a sound,
Indulgence, I'm finally found,
In fire is where I'll drowned.

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Comments
Wow, Timothy this is dark and delicious, layered poetry....love reading your good work