Eternity isn't for all

Your fears,
uncomfortably living
in cemeteries under your sheets
The undead vivid reminders of hollow past
Each night they pull you down in their graves
screaming, pale like the Death,
The only thing you can ask
Is for how long this torture will last.
Clawing through past and the agony
Not turning or looking back
Digging your way out of darkness,
courage is not what you lack.
In moment, you're awake,
so start thinking.
Of another reason to get you through.
Revelation is more than comforting:
Eternity isn't for you.

His life is quiet, succumbed
To illusion he nurtured so dearly
He'll take away your pain,
your fears...
Oh, he even see it so clearly!!!
To spite himself once more
for hope your wishes to fill
But what your frail soul adorns
Is far removed from his will.
Existence changes with shadows
Different at day than at night
The future will surely come soon
and fill this meaningless plight
with pitch
black
darkness.
All his intentions won't matter
Sacrifice of blood or limb
Everlasting life will be better:
It doesn't belong to him.

Standing on verge of the abyss,
Looking on either shore
These spectacles trouble my being
Till my soul exists no more.
I cry and I thank to creator
for his generous lack of kindness,
creativity,
all encompassing blindness,
and consideration he hid
like an embarrassing mole.
All I am thankful for now is:
Eternity isn't for all.

2014