There in my heart, it shines, mutilated.
A maggot-filled, corpse-rotten garden of memories...
To the core, decayed—depthless darkness unfurl
The acumen of its territorial malice boundless.
On primordial wasteland of emotions hurled
On the boundless infinite succession of blows endured,
Each monumental blister, pus oozing
Deep cuts, stitches stretching, scars seething
On sinister journey across infertile lands,
Nurtured.
My heart, the Abyss of the dwelling of the Leviathan
Yearning for the Apocalyptic end of ti(me).
Harbinger of Doom,
Eternal sufferer of gloom,
“Aut viam inveniam aut faciam.”
Rallying Horsemen crusading death’s loom.
Tattooed on my heart, the pain and havoc blossom.