The Weary Path

Weariness grabs you You wish you could flee Festers the wound Blood turning green Poison builds on A choking doom chanel handbags Bourne in a storm Eternal gloom Where is the light An end promised None to be found All to admonish Peace does not come Death price to pay The soul been wrung By a mind decayed Hail to the night Which comes which goes Welcome respite Of quaking death throes Miles to journey Endless the days Life the contrary Morality to slay Lose you pine The grave to visit Reach the divine The man diminished Held by fears The mortal man Ruled by desires Till fate takes hand Earth swallows whole What little remains Engulfed the abode Of sins long detained Crying release Mindless rage strikes Heart claims defeat Your one final plight Blight now whole Escape there is none The stone in your cheset No longer now cares Where is humanity When self takes over If all does deplete And man's nature sundered