“The Gates To There…. Begin To Open…”

 

It’s been a thousand years

Since one could make these

Gates screech, rattle

And burst open

In the sounds

Of humanities torn, tormented

Emotion of the soul

Frosted cold

By woes

Untold

Haunted

By the silence

Of a darkness

That

Unfolds but holds every

Dark aspect in its emptying

Grip;

Brave you are with

A foolish pride

Standing here one this

Threshold with your heart

Troubling the manifolds of

The abyss

Clad in iron and gold

Daring to walk through

A place where

Roses never

Grow.

 

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” He Returns To The Abyss To Carve A Path Of Love For Love To Walk Upon” 

I was once

There

Being swallowed

By grief as I

Drowned in despair

Then I was discarded

As if I was broken

And of no use to

Anyone.

A lost cause.

Misunderstood.

 

…soon

After anger consumed me

and hatred

Engulfed me

Everything became black &

Empty, everyone became

My  Enemy.

 

But then

Out of memory,

Something

Began to

Bloom.

 

It was

Colorful

And

Lovely,

Perhaps the

One memory

That helped

Me keep my

Sanity from

Total…

Insanity

 

We all walk alone

Through our

Own versions

Of the abyss

But sometimes

Alone we

Needn’t be

 

So now that

You know

A part of my story

And why I

Am what I am

For you,

Love, I’d

Happily

Walk with you

Through your

Abyss and

Open a path

Of light For you to

Walk on at

The expense

Of my own

Soul

“”The Alizarion Crimson Garden”

 

 

It grows

In Alphas

&

Omegas

Yet

Blossoms

In dimensions

Never

Having

Beginnings

Or

Endings

It’s

A place

Far

Away

From

This

Moment

A place

Buried

In the

Chambers

Of a heart ❤

Nurtured

By a love

That

Never

Fades

And

Never

Dies

You can

Find this

Place I

Dream

Of seeing

You in

But you have

To believe

I’m more than

The dream

Of this place…

You belong

In…