The Origins of Ruin

Something's going on here, the object is unspoken but I can see the makings of a sinister design. The bristles of the tightening noose are scratching at my throat, and in shadows whispered voices plot to take from me what's mine. The tension's ever-mounting, and the dam's about to break. Something's going wrong here, the lines have all been broken. In the shelter of our silence conflicts feed upon themselves. We both have our agendas if only we would voice them, but the guilt between us widens as we keep them to ourselves. The tension's ever-mounting, and the dam's about to break. In the suffocating silence attended by our dreams this emptiness devours. In the darkness of desire where nothing's as it seems, our demons lie in wait for you and me. Subconscious acts replace the spoken word, and we express with cruelty what we neglect to say. And everybody's shouting but no one can hear, and only desperate ringing fills my ears. And we all know that words can kill but their absence is more lethal still. In the suffocating silence attended by our dreams this emptiness devours. In the darkness of desire where nothing's as it seems, our demons lie in wait for you and me. Something's going on here, the object is unspoken but I can see the makings of a sinister design. The tension's ever-mounting, the dam's about to break. Failing to discuss it could be our last mistake.

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

Bind to me, keep me in the shadows of your life. Terrified, frightened I might step into the light. Drinking deep from wells of bitterness within your soul, holding fast to self-deluding visions of control. You're convinced that when you're done and the day is through, the applause is just for you. Paranoid jealousy is all you've come to know, pettiness make a friend into another foe. And now everything is done and the day is through, now there's no one left for you. Twist the blade inside of me and bleed me dry, because there's nothing you can say to me to make things how they used to be again. I have built a better life without your lies, and I will not be broken. I don't need your blessing now, I don't need your fantasies. All your fictions don't sustain me anymore. Breaking bonds and I'm setting myself free. Twist the blade inside of me and bleed me dry, because there's nothing you can say to me to make things how they used to be again. I have built a better life without your lies, and I will not be broken. Blind to yourself and to all you pushed away, empty-handed and alone now at the end of the day. All of your misguided claims are dead to me. Did you think I'd let you dictate everything that I could be?

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025

Wipe out all the wonder from creation, replace it all with fractals and synthesize the beauty and design. Pulling wings off spiritual flies, so smug and oh so certain that yours is the enlightened state of mind. Your soul will contemplate its emptiness, mired in the figures and equations in your head. Embrace the black! Turn away from civilized society, wrap yourself in ignorance and force us to accept on pain of death. Marry myths with superstitious nonsense and damn the nonbelievers. Salvation's yours, to Hell with all the rest. No absolutes are so self-evident twisted by your hate, the very word of God an instrument of death. And who can say which to path to take, or bind another's fate? A billion-fold extremists' point of view create our Hell. Each must be entitled to the conscience of the King, there's nothing left to wait for but the tolling of the bell.

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025

I still remember the sound of your voice calling out my name. And I still remember my face examining itself, knowing things would never be the same. I still remember your smiling face across a crowded room I still remember, through the weathering of time, that first embrace that sealed our doom. Your eyes stare at me from every storefront, and your voice calls to me from every restaurant. And your laughter pierces me when I stand beneath the open sky, and your absence murders me as I sleep perchance to die. Seems like to escape is what I ought to do but every road I take brings me back to you. I am frozen in the moment clinging to your memory, and I don't want the ignorance that a spotless mind would bring, but I'm scared my dying breath may be your name. It's just like I sang to you, everyone knows that we live in a world where people give bad names to beautiful things. And if it's really true that people should leave once they've got what they came for, I certainly hope that you're holding it close to you now. I am frozen in the moment clinging to your memory, and I don't want the ignorance that a spotless mind would bring, but I'm scared my dying breath may be your name. I still remember the sunlight on your face that warm November day. I still remember my heartbeat quickened by desire, unaware of prices I would pay. I still remember the closing door the night we said goodbye, I still remember losing you for good and knowing that a part of me had died. Seems like to escape is what I ought to do, but every road I take brings me back to you. I am frozen in the moment, please do not forget me. Clinging to your memory because I will not forget you. And I don't want the ignorance that a spotless mind would bring, but I'm scared my dying breath may be your name. Please let me be frozen in the moment, let me hold on to those memories. And I pray that things will be all right, and I pray you'll think of me tonight. And I know somehow I'll be all right, and I hope that you're the same but I'm scared my dying breath may be your name.

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025

Hand on heart, head in hands, the light is fading now, it cannot pierce the darkness. Nothing left to build upon except my mounting fear that none of this was worth it. Hand on pen, pen to page, focus though I may, my words have failed me. Emptiness consuming me, the shadows of my broken hope play in the dying light. Tears in eyes, eyes wide open, staring at the glass, the face I see knows everything. Words I've written, letters never sent, only signposts marking out the origins of ruin.

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025

Look at me, deep into weathered eyes that have seen too much of the world and far too many failings in myself. Look at me, deep into bones of glass, shards of mirrors reflecting all the dark events of my life. If something doesn't kill us it just might make us stronger, but I don't think I can make myself hold on for too much longer. Look inside, deep in the heart of one who is close to losing faith, but praying that his faith will see him through. Look inside, deep in a mind reviewing unanswerable questions about what lies ahead. If something doesn't kill us it just might make us stronger, but I don't think I can make myself hold on for too much longer. Am I falling away from what really matters and teetering on the brink of disaster? At a moment in time and we turn the other way, a different path would lead us to another fate.

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025

Can you see past this place where our failings took us unaware? I have dreams of a future brighter than the past. Faith sustain me, take away my fear. Hope reclaim me, Wipe these sins away. Love renew me and give me strength to cross the gap between, denial and the truth that burns so bright it blinds my eyes. I have been to a darker place than I had thought I'd ever go. Your voice calling out to me, and now I know I can dream of a future brighter than the past. Faith sustain me, take away my fear. Hope reclaim me, Wipe these sins away. Love renew me and give me strength to cross the gap between, denial and the truth that burns so bright it blinds my eyes. It blinds my eyes...

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025

I don't know how to finish what's begun or how long I might wonder if it's done. Windows open when the doors are all closed but if you step through you might forget the way back home. I was drawn, I was taken over rubicons, all the while never realized I was gone. Windows open where doors were once closed, I step through them and now I forget the way back home. Someone introduce me to the man I used to be, I can feel him struggling deep inside of me. I swear, if it takes until my dying day, that somehow I will find my way again. I have faltered, I have sacrificed everything I once held dear. Windows opened when the doors were all closed, I stepped through them and lost my way. Somehow I know I'll be back again, I know I can save myself! Someone introduce me to the man I used to be, I can feel him struggling deep inside of me. I swear, if it takes until my dying day, that somehow I will find my way. I will find, I'm back again, the man I used to be. I will find I'm reconciled with what I've hoped to be. I'll build a bridge to what I've lost, and I will find my way back home again.

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025

There'll come a time when love outlasts my insecurities, and I'll be unafraid that you're not here with me. I hold on and I face another day, I hold on urgently to you, to you. I let go and my fears begin to fade, and now with pride we watch you make your way. Clouds overhead, lightning strikes and the thunder roars, and I can only hope I've given you some shelter. You know it's a stormful world, and rain will fall on you. Run faster now, don't look back 'till you're far away, the hands that harm will try to drag you into shadow. You know it's a sunless world, and darkness falls on you. It's getting close to midnight, and soon you'll have to leave the haven of our comforting arms. I can feel you searching in the darkness and I hear you calling out my name. Search yourself for the part of me still with you, my presence there will never fade. Walls tumble down, you can hide but you know they'll find you, and I can't be there every moment for protection. You know it's a hostile world, and hate may follow you. It's getting close to midnight, and soon you'll have to leave the haven of our comforting arms. I can feel you searching in the darkness, and I hear you calling out my name. Search yourself for the part of me still with you, my presence there will never change. Outcomes can never be certain but life is a chance that you take, and all that I can do is help you brace for it. Light overhead, storm clouds part and the darkness fades, and in the stillness of a new dawn you're still standing. I know it's a frightening world and it's a confusing world but you know that I have to believe you will find the goodness in it. With your heart and soul as compass I will pray you find your way and that happiness will follow close behind, and peace will fall on you...

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025