"I think you should come to the understanding that the end is not what you think it is, my dear friend what demons have you brought to my home?"

What has compelled us to believe in the sick and drowning the ideas of the suffering and all that is left?

Burned, broken, twisted and forgotten then as such blasted into confusion and despair. Becoming more aware. Looking down a little bit to see the Undertow of all that already is and all that will be.

She was not willing to stop the flow of hate, I cannot stop the spiral of desperation and manipulation so when they take what is left of my skin and you torch all that is within me. I came to believe in everything that you gave onto the children and the men of humanity. In a act of kindness towards them I abandoned my humanity for you ?

"What we have worshipped isn't a religion but a idea of what is to Become and what is beneath the earth rotting and writhing like forgetting the memories of unattainable life”.