Detextor

 At the wake of another twilight,  my doom's brung to its plight,  burn my flesh, eat my ashes.  Snuff out all remaining glow from my already dim flames to the shadows you borrow and taste the spleen of my scars.  To the abyss is hurled the last of my will smothered and buried shall it remain for eternity until my body falls ill.  A yearning born from retribution  my blackened heart cries still blades cut through it, like dissolution smothered in a white sky, there's our finale.

A minha mente flutua obsoleta, presa num antagonismo mórbido a fantasiar um fim trépido que venha errar numa serenidade absoluta. Sofro duma obsessão pungente, preso a uma ilusão humana que se alimenta d'um ódio insurgente, que soca no meu peito sem omissão. A minha loucura aspira ao caixão, onde a razão perdeu-se na lamúria da escuridão do meu coração que deriva no vazio da tua vanidade. “Slowly I'm forgetting the warmth of love and all I'm left with is the bitterness of having ever existed at all”

 Tears burning in my heart, I know I've failed your part, I'm left a husk of our past.  Sunk and spun in my misery is spawned my treachery, how undeserving of you was I?  I ought to end it all, break the curse Salvage your humanity, your truth tend to your heart, and soothe the silence that lies beyond us. “As much as it hurts me to admit, without you I can't find a reason to live anymore, I'm lost, so lost. You were my everything, the beacon in the darkness that would guide me, you were my strength when anything else seemed hopeless, now I live my life drowning, begging that it all comes to an end.”

In the distance a melody resounds with the veil of an old broken beauty, like poison languishing in our tongues. Dead dreams glooming in lost tears whipping the flesh of my false beliefs my punishment is to catter the seven seas. Doom has blown its trumpet permanence has torn apart all eternity suffering will evermore be my mark. Pain is the path I'm willingly imprisoned, love has become a plagued hellscape. My struggles I wear with a silent pride, away where healing's out of hope. “The wounds will never heal, my hands are filled with sorrow and my days are decaying into insanity. I'm getting tired of always moving forward, how much longer will I do my wait?” original release: https://detextor.blogspot.com/2020/02/escapism.html image: https://www.pexels.com/photo/factory-chimney-smoke-221000/

No truth lies where love blooms, everything dies and withers, so I shall cross out my own life for these tears won't release me. I search not for beauty, for it'll betray me the most, my life I indolently forfeited in the hope of overriding the guilt. "I still love you all so much, I feel so conflicted, when will the day come? When will it finally come?" I still remember your beautiful gestures, I'm afraid of the day when none of it will hurt, a time will come where my darkness  finally envelops me in a grim light  burning my shattered longings away. image: https://pixabay.com/photos/waterdrop-grief-trauerkarte-4474336/

Walking down the streets, I'm the enabler of my own pain, urban bloodletting rituals my body's forfeit for their thirst. Lonely smiles dancing in hellfire, twisting and choking for love, portuguese nihilism, lust for angst, ecstasy for nightly suicides. Apathetic generations stuck in motion, we hunt for our doom, urban vampires, digital collision of existentialism, parasocial paranoia and delusion. Glorification of our wrongdoings a cultural mantle of falsehoods, no recollection of our misdeeds, we're dancing to our oblivion.

I know there's nothing  but stacked up futile prayers,  all my dreams die out when I fall asleep. At face value, nothing matters  for peace and death still shakes on me,  there's no depth for this distress. I still hold dearly the old days  I miss they're glowing rapture,  for these are the memories I cherish the most. Artwork borrowed from: Location Unknown ◐ | catzz #pixiv https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/69553890

In a world where tomorrow doesn't exist, I squirm myself in a delirium, 5mg of SSRI's is my last opium as I tear myself apart to dust. I'm that crazy, so I'll dream of sucking life dry until there is no powder left for me to sprinkle around all the foolish slurs I'm laughing at. I'm that wasted, so I'll hit the sack like a poor thing who has never loved, shedding tears as I laugh at your dirty jokes. Artwork borrowed from: 寡欲＠しゅーず | catzz #pixiv https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/102852101