We have been talking about reconciliation and peace, but what about ourselves? Do humans feel reconciled with themselves as people, as beings? Here’s my thoughts, about how we can slip into darkness. The soul is capable of losing itself to demonic oblivion, and when what we are, is gone, what do we come out as?
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Nobody seems to care,
Nobody passes by.
Nobody has a kind word,
Nobody even smiles.
Nobody knows me,
Nobody feels for me,
Nobody knows my pain.
I see all,
The wave of ages rolls again and again,
As I slip past mortal flesh in the halls.
I want love,
Cries out my burning soul.
They know not sorrow,
Merely to laugh.
Nobody, oh nobody,
Will ever want to die for me.
The One who spawned us now, is passed,
But leaves me scorned upon the Earth.
Nobody shall ever need me,
So I shall have everybody,
Wash my hands in the windows of their souls,
Drown my eyes in sweet grim death.
I live among us all,
The Devil guards me through the dark,
The Immortal King has shunned me.
But thankful I am for His passing,
And thankful that I kill, for
If Somebody I was,
Blood would not be needed.
Nobody should be Nobody.
Give us love, a light, make our souls peaceful,
Our torn minds, our wasting bodies.
(The darkness is strong, and as a man of this Earth, be stronger)