who needs heaven?

righteous hatred
what have you wrought?
a haze of chaos as feelings writhe.
once we enjoyed bliss,
hand in hand and glad-hearted,
but your love perished.
a vengeful morass of blood -
tears follow pain, follow darkness,
love spoiled.
in a burst of righteousness,
i hate you.

Heaven Shunned
Slender beams of moonlight enter Slender beams of moonlight enter
this darkened prison as I kneel,
always in pain, always cold,
frozen here,
waiting.
Robed forms wrought in panes of glass loom as
dust dances in the air,
forming an image in my mind,
penetrating my darkened soul.
Terror on a deathless face.
I raise my head, now crying out for
this uncaring mortality

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