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Book 5

My eyes have clouded over with the milky white death,

I know I am dying yet I also know it is not the first time to happen.



There is something in me growing.

Something dreadful and hateful just under my skin



I can feel it copying my bodies moves and even my breath

It was not long ago that I became this and it was destined to happen.



Yet I can hear what can not be, its screaming growing.

Bones and flesh tearing and braking just under the skin,



The shadowed hands pull at my heart over and over,

Reaching out of my very soul and killing my body over again.



I can hear the tormented screams from the depths of my mind.

The call of agony scratching my ears from my body.



It is as if the very fabric of my life is become unraveled. Is it over?

This shadow life blinding my eyes to what I can not see again.



I must keep walking thought, mist keep walking, have to find my mind.

But the pain will not stop it will not leave me alone, ripping at my body.



Making my pain grow more and more.

The blood I shed will not make it stop.



There screams in my head keep me awake at night.

Making my relentless body become full of angst and sleep deprivation.



These daemons steal parts of my soul more and more,

I can not find anything to make it stop, there is no hope.



Its time I let it all just go away.

Let the pain fill my heart with death and decay



Let everything I know just float away.

To the distant shores of my mind all in disarray

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Gothic, Emotions, pain, sorrow, not much else to say.

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