Garathe Den
Demise
From light into tragedy
Caught in the fears of your own mind
Chose to walk, in endless pageantry
Couldn’t embrace, this love divine
Always a victim of mentality
Just a damsel in distress
Conjuring struggle, from insanity
Seeking perfection, failing tests
Call it an heirloom, accursed family
Generations, clothed in death
Insecurities held in frailty
To stagnancy of final breath
You’ve walked the tightrope to a stutter
Felt the stress to place your step
One mistake you think to shudder
Collapsed to limitless regret
A world of pressure all surmounting
What redemption could equate
Doubts unveiling a resounding
Hopelessness to find escape
The day is drawn into slumber
And now dusk has masked the way
Heart has froze into a sculpture
By the shame that it has weighed
And this candle but a flicker
Seems to dwindle from a flame
That it consumed all but the vigor
Trying to kindle from the shame
Why this journey so endeavored
Full of pain and sacrifice
To have all love in life be severed
Through your acts of self-demise