The Turn

Walking into the liquid medium

I see a perfect horizon

It's beckoning, heckling, shimmering

Taunting me to lose myself for good

Arrested breath I sink to rest

I always did the dark stuff best

Don’t come to save me this isn't a test

I am not myself nor not anything more or less

The antithesis of all that is good pure and strong

I begin to descend into all that is wrong dark cold and cruel

I know this place all too well

My entire life was a living hell

Suddenly a light outshines the blanket of malcontent

I think I know what all this has meant

It appears to me i am with god for the first time yet

Aware of an angel sent

A flash of the abyss of hate

A glimpse beyond the gate

It is certain my afterlife is made

But I’ve been given a gift I’ve been saved

Why do you torment my god with your cruel sympathy for me

Let me rot in hell for eternity

It is clear though now what I must do

I see the reflection of my you

I’ve been saved when I was lost

I need to find a way no matter what the cost

I have little time left before I succumb to my affliction

Tell me all lord for the first time in my life I will listen

Bits of bone leaves soiled under feet

My body leaks acid

This kingdom of filth

Deep within the dark

Put down like a rabid dog

I am infection