Something Wicked

Something wicked

This way comes for you

Cultivates your fears

And burrows through



Burns the light away

And leaves the hate

Frail is the mind

Of this wicked state



Hatred

Can you feel it

Building up inside?

Hurting

Can you feel

Your mental suicide?

Losing everything,

Everyone that you see;

God have mercy

On the likes of me



Silence

Deafens that which

You cannot explain.

Fury building up inside

Your chest again



Futile is the path



On which you

Lightly tread

Why should you

Retaliate when your

Cause is dead?



Passion fizzles out

Like it's a

Candle flame



Darkness rides along

With many

Different names



Tempers fueled with

Primal instinctual rage

The inner beast

Escapes the outer cage



Frailty, now it's time

To watch the giant fall

Empty is the heart

After it's seen it all



Hollow is the soul

When all is said

And done



Now you're left alone