JICK

All the blurry lines seem to be showing the clear cut of reality and lies. All the burden that seem to follow and force you down finally ease your shoulder off from all the bleed of guilts. The calmness you seem to breath finally stop as life takes out from the soulless mind. The anxiety that takes form as a being finally transform into the light of destruction. The poetic form of revelations finally reveal the unclean truth of religions. The arrogance of God is finally revealed when He dismissed His own creation. This is the end. This is it. It is finally happening and there is no way of going back. This is the best route a sinner can walk on. A route where the end is the death itself. As Death awaits for the sinner to join Him and have the final dance in the darkness of a soul. The creation of sins is to destroy a being. A being full with thought and emotion. A being of destruction and despair. A being of not wanting to live anymore.