Technology has allowed the weak to act and appear strong. Flaccid spine upright. Penny-pinching talons. Ignorant verbal combativeness. Non-thinking regurgitative words propelled by a hexagram. There is a reason you will never be discovered. You. Your infected soul defecates on those surrounding it. No use to no one. My words are nothing compared to the stench between your ears. Projecting the inner fears of your life onto others. A disgusting habit you picked up in the flesh trade. This trade allowed you to become what you now are. You traded your soul for penny pinching talons. A trade you indulged and excelled in. Your life is now a trade of something for nothing. Something is what you are. Nothing is what exists within you.
Tag: flesh
By My Side
Tonight I will sleep with my daemons by my side. Within my dark heart is where they will usually go to hide. There is absolutely nothing left of what was once me. My daemons are curious in the way of how they will never leave me be. There is too much insight for me to see from within. There is not enough clarity for me to know where to begin. It really no longer matters. I find it interesting how most things in life soils, rots, or sours. Can you hear them? Those screams are coming from the inner summonings of my divine nature. My inner summoning’s screams are the hymns of my infernal overture. There are not many things which life left by my side. I thought you would be one of them but I could not decide. Your memories still remain trapped within. It seems I have wasted my life away after yours as I have lived within the ultimate sin. This is why my daemons sleep with me by my side. This is why my life has become a place in which only I can hide. My daemons keep me company just as they keep me safe from my inner burn. Under my flesh the memories of you continue to live within me and it is you for which I yearn.
G.G. Kalfas 