My Darkest Hour

My darkened eyes for death craves
sacred souls it fails to raise
death will soon be by my side
death soon will save me

God I’m your weakest slave
you can never leave me alone
join shall I soon be damned
for what I did down on earth

I carry this blessed glass of wine
will shove my fear down my swallowed
hypnotized underground demise
close to fragility it ends. Tonight.

Oh sweet death.
Sweet as I can taste
my soul you’re taking
I lay for you
oh death how warm

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poem by Rakan Sliman
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