The Gargoyle beside oblivion 8/23/2016
It was a dark time, unlike anything.
It was a place deep to the abyss of the sea.
There were dark monsters and ghosts that surrounded me.
I was alone and surrounded by shades
I could feel their tendrils wrap around me and their glass teeth chew on my flesh.
There were clicks and pops, roars of wind and chains of sin.
I went to a place where I laid alone, no body to have.
On my back staring at the starless sky, I saw nothing to ease my pain, just an empty oblivion, waiting to consume me.
There was an ever so silvery slick chill that identified to me, that somewhere else, there my body would be.
The slick chill warmed. Becoming so hot sizzling like grease in an old iron pot.
The heat wrapped around each part of me, enveloping and squeezing every nerve within me.
The pain became so great, for a moment I felt my body, begin to convulse and shake. My breath began rapid as I began to squeal. The demon inside me looked at me. I tried to find peace but there was nothing to be found, only agony, unbelievable, unimaginable agony. An agony that danced against every chord of my existence. Playing a hellish cacophony of heart rending wreckage.
The pain was so great it became eternal, I found no end. It ran and poured and blasted as a river would. It became the one thing, the only thing, the everything I felt.
I snapped, screamed and pleaded for mercy, I begged with tears to end it all. The all had become something that had rendered me into something,
a something that simply,
was something, that was nothing at all.
