Screaming Anguish

Forever I waited for a mere glimpse of your shadow But all I saw in the end was the shimmer of your scythe as my silence echoed within the screaming anguish.

I shall never accept defeat

End of the line, such as bestowed unto me, hearkens the dying sense, flamboyantly parading with a bloody scythe, glimmering in the afterglow, of Hades’ hellish retreat, still I advance my trade, defying the imminent, and anticipated grief, It fuels to further my cause, hinders me not, these notions, crumble not my creed, and I…