Death’s Shroud

A maelstrom of uncertainty
Shrouds my longing
As resolve dies in my heart

Demons race through my veins
Carrying the poisonous lie of clemency
Making my heart thin and ragged

This inner shrine long abandoned
Devoid of care or worship
Has faded into yesterday

Fallen quests and duplicity
Have weakened my ramparts
Forsworn by the blind hearted

Once valued beyond rubies
My walls crumble in to the void
Beauty once divine now a hollow echo

My halls await the chosen to realign
And bring my kingdom to life again.
~~Feral Goddess, A Green-Muilenburg

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My Demons

My demons dwell in my scars
Caged with ropey fibers
Armored with unpigmented flesh

Fearful creatures seeking asylum
Frightened of the light and fresh air
Yet ever restless under my skin

For freedom is death if released
So they burrow into my soul
Whispering twisted truths into my heart.
~~Feral Goddess, A. Green-Muilenburg

Heartland

My world begins again
Two visions chasing affinity
Crusading for the veiled crossing
Over this river of pain
With neither sun or moon as guide
We tirelessly quest to arrive
United on undefiled shores
Finding only the mists of chaos 
Obscuring our horizon
What is sought can be found 
Seek only in the liminal places
For there in the shadowland
The prize lays dreaming
This place of neither night nor day
Where the heart makes its sacred home
~~Feral Goddess, A. Green-Muilenburg

Forsaken

Sorrow mars the heart of the Uncreated One

For man has torn at his own soul

Perceive the wicked and the righteous

See the fallen and the risen all are wounded

This human child that struggles against itself

Rending its own flesh from bone 

Bleeding our humanity stained with cold hate

Wretched in our fear and loneliness

None are complete all are unfinished works

Know that your place is with your brethren

In the heart of the Divine oh child of man

Do not forsake each other

~~Feral Goddess, A G. Muilenburg