Chapter IIX: The Odyssey of Eternity
enter eternal suffering losing all hope and confidence descending, is there no meaning? what will the future bring? the questions lingering and it makes no sense in apathy, struggle endlessly starting to lose control exhaustion wearing down the soul try to comprehend, the spirit needs healing but when the wounds run deep all these scars seem to be down right impossible to mend and these scars won't fade forever lethargic there's no end in sight once you started forever lethargic there's no turning back when you departed incessantly empty inside blunt carving cuts like a dull knife endless excruciating pain throbbing pulse these headaches piercing through the brain there's no point to carry on we stand alone another broken spirit crash to the ground incessantly empty inside blunt carving incision, cuts like a dull knife
Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 25, 2025
I strive... while my whole being is tired and torn with this existence I am in the cornertrembling taedium vitae, weariness and loathing of life I am the one coping with all no control over feelings cascades of emotions overflow stuck in the corner shivering quivering in the corner, tired and torn the wearing and loathing of life now all these efforts are futile anergia comes full circle, leave it hanging upon the outcome worn out, worn down, burnt the candle from both ends prepare yourself for the fall stuck in a spiral down repulsive enervation idle bein in lassitude it bears no significance apathetic indolence pushed to the limits of fatigue blue skies turns into depressive blackened shades it will everly rain upon the rest of our otherwise perfect days it is haunting, forever daunting asphyxiate this torment eliminate all our hopes continuous rigid coma finally becomes us all try to get by and succumb to failure no matter how hard you try better let them sleeping dogs lie I defy, I've become what I despise enduring pain and suffer in vain slowly burning up like a moth drawn into the flame taedium viatae, accept you fate
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 25, 2025
in the distance a powersurge of shimmering light through the darkest h ours skepticism turns electrified a hefty explosion sending shockwaves through time indefinite perpetual incredulity (with undefined doubts) continue the eternal peregrination through the unknown
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 25, 2025
clusters of translucent elements build up massive complexity epic random delay emphasizing permanent verbosity revered through sonar pulses accentuated cosmic resonance decipher cryptic pattering looking for an answer in this non-existing symmetry the form is starting to take shape a cericular body f enduring density atmospheric repetition equivocaing ringing sounds, elevated feedback mantra sending radius echoes through time add another piece to the puzzle forced to fit in this intricate structure mirrored visions reflecting the past (repeated cycles of celestial spheres) recycled present is how the future will last loss of gravity levitate into infinity global opus obscure our concepts are futile ideas rejected and dispersed uncompromising in our own limitless universe eclipsed behind a supenova
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 25, 2025
A new fake existence as universe aligned I've seen a red handed halo stirred within untamed and bitter a soul went awoken a feline once frail and broken the more I cling and crawl, distance rises a predators's thrall as water streaming upwards has me drowned, the myth of sisyphus turns real terminal sickness, purge my exitence I found the track to my other self lost, succumb to my fate irreversibly blocked I failed you in vain I flew you the prey hunt, the deer shot inseminated melancholy, contaminated without empathy terminal sickness, purge my existence of this piteous throwness I choke a neo-pseudo existence where despise and desire can't be told apart, where pain boils in the soil of the soul and a fading will reigns the heart my perception without cure for you a truth too obscure isolated, battered and broken, I bity my way through these restraints senses numb, behind a grinfrozen I dispossess of once treasured lost faith magic with morals you're reluctant, yourself to embrace or endure meaningless thoughts derail in moments of atonement amorality prevails 5 minutes, a wish never granted, angelic nectar implanted imagine the marvel of utopian perfectin unmasked a fraud a mockup in sudden insight catharsis undone you chose a neo-pseudo existence shaded whit shallow stripped emotions, where your life is nothing but a hollow shell and your words are void of devotion the way things once believed end in sorrow grieved and what once surprised is demystified catharsis undone
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 25, 2025
tension rises, escalated conflict reach critical mass of strain cracks in the foundation, in vain become one with none perpare yourself for the donfaal hypnotized in hollow hibernation torpid dreas never ending the shallow/fallen fall into deep domatized sleep forever descending immense monotone frequency resonates through the infinity laid to rest, our thoughts laid to rest in hollow grounds last time yuo broke the boundaries it is over and done patience gone, no more will you trample on our peaceful minds draw the line it is decided and defined placed in decaying soil to rot awake and smell what you shovel pushed to the limits enough of the constant insults this is the drop, it has got to stop finally it will come to an end tension rises, escalated conflict reach critical mass of strain become one with none in vain, prepare yourself for the downfall so shut your eyes, forever be blind never wake up from the hollow sunds deny this souls existence in the universe we're dispersed lost in the spark, these eyes are the window to the soul forgottenin oblivion empty and lost in the dark the light we blindly follow infinite sleep for the hollow placed in decaying soil to rot, awake and smell what you shovel conflicting anomalies deteriorate tranquilized, say your last goodbye perpare yourself for the fall, when it all turns quiet
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 25, 2025
countless scattered thoughts it is ordained, we suffer in vain aligned throgh the unexplained take drastic measures once you crossed that border stay on track, contradiction, from chas to order there's no turning back it is a fact there is no turning back premeditated pulses, all connected through random points constellations of calculated parallels related polar rhytms delayed a predermined paradox associated in asymmetric faze connect the dors irrational strategy, undeviating gradual, definite radical it is written in the stars, they are aligned tonight binary angles defined, can you see the signs predict the future and read between the lines we shine - eternally duality merged forever prevail together as one combined we will conquer all I am enlightened, illumination lingers undeviating gradual, a definite radical accentuate pragatic schemes, an irrational strategy because nothing is ever as good as it seems equivalent duality it is all out of your hands leave it all up to chance we are all just a part of the greater plan learn to read between the lines we are all just a part of the greater plan stand apart from the greater plan
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 25, 2025
can never break our chosen path ambiguous abstract and innovatively different we are what we are and that is how it always will remain it will stay that way until the end of our days despite all the constant manipulation efforts liquidation constantly fails, unchanged and strange in ways we will Always remain elated we will stray eccentric integrity sustained no need for deviation, never turn away exploration of a euphoric escapade clear in sight lined up to the destinatin no need to stray, the trail before you lies straight ahead continuous frustrations rise up to enless high expectations elated we remain, eccentric integrity sustained this odyssey has taught us you don't Always get what's been earned throughout these years, valuable lessons have been learned and the prodigal sons return rest assured wanted or not the prodigal sons will return the last verse is yet to come, it is not over, it has just begun it will not be over until the fat lady sung looking forward and the rest is yet to come look forward and the best is yet to come ong and dire road ahead on an enless quest for integrity we are Always ready exploring newand unknown ground bring it on, we are reay for more, we will return to even the score7 things will never culminate persistence pays, as long as we are prepared to accept our coming fate we sill reiterate (continue forever)
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 25, 2025