As the clouds of memories starts to enclose
The fog of sorrow form
From the depths of mind
And heart
Where the valley of lost are remembered

Whispers of past one wish to forget
The cruelty of a bloodline one shares
Words of selfishness and worthless
Are spat at thy
When in truth
You given your very soul
To a beast that holds no shame

Every breath you take
Is an insult to their name
Every crumb you build
They flash the spoils you cannot partake

You given your very flesh
To the beast
And for what
To be shun, shamed, and be seen as dirt

Thoughts of escape fills the void
Thoughts of an end to the suffering
Beings to taste as sweet as honey
It holds the smell of fruit
That you wish to take

Yet
These thoughts are
False promises
To an end
That will never come

These thoughts
Speak of an endless sleep
A final
Withdraw from torment

But you know the truth
On what lies on the other side
There is nothing
Nothing awaits you beyond the soil

That nothing is not peace
From the beast
That crawls at your flesh
That nothing is not rest
Just a cycle of decay and rot

Your end is just food for the soil
You might see this is
As your only good
For this side
Of the veil
But

But
As you stay awake
You come to see
You are more than soil

And to defeat the beast with no shadow
You ran and grew
From the rain of the clouds of memories
When sorrow tried to drown you
You swam anyway

So please
Do not see this fog
As your last breath
But as a
Pause for the cliff
You avoided