dead or alive, distinction blurs, for i keep getting swayed by the delicate thread between them,
dancing in the Harmony of darkness,
whether i swing right or left, miseries all i found
oh, if living is to suffer, i don't mind selling my soul for Eternity
Like a blind person wondering what light looks like
if there are gods, i shall offer my Prayer of gratitude to oiyzys
for bestowing her blessings upon Me
death by bullet's kiss, death by illness' grasp,
death by loneliness, death by suffering's clasp-no difference i discern,
as it's only a matter of time until thanatos comes and takes me
i don't mind how fate will play its game
as long as it leads to the End of me.
🐱💌Lumiere's Letter:
This dark poem is totally one of my favs. I got the inspo for this while I was busy binging on the anime "Overlord."
Oh, and by the way, I'm not just throwing words around - there's a secret code hidden in this piece. So, keep your detective glasses on! 🕵️♂️
P.s. In Greek mythology, Thanatos is the personification of death. He is often portrayed as a gentle figure, representing a peaceful and painless death, contrasting with the violent aspects associated with other gods.
P.s. Oizys is the goddess of misery, anxiety, grief, depression, suffering and misfortune (SOURCE:Google) 💀🦴