Jaf Liethers - Promises

Ever tire of endless breathing?
I infer it rather displeasing
to indulge ourselves of nothing ours
prolong the misery hours by hours
point the dagger of lifelong doubt
self-inflicted wounds bleed out
focus on blemishes from my birth
flaws passed on by this vile earth

Ever cease acceptance to believe?
that to life is actual grieve
the famous words of an infidel
to grim life, a bid farewell
the thrill of rush as death acclaims
closing in to raging flames
to forbidden depths I drove
in fear of only him above
if he claims the price of soul
it shall be restored without a lull

Jaf Liethers

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