The Weight of Breathing

In a life ruled by deceptions Where no enjoyment is possible Through this flesh Where only a feeling Of misery can be taken No matter how much is sown The temptation of abandonment Seems so deep The prayers are nothing more Than empty shouts... Empty shouts to the sky! To heaven! Prayers! Prayers! Prayers are nothing more Than empty shouts to heaven Only one aged heart remains Prayers are nothing more Than empty shouts to heaven Breaking like a crystal After so much searching How ironic it must be To find peace A tender feeling Invades everything It's the warm hug of death That frees from the weight Of existing The gloomy and exalted ghosts of Consciousness arise The will is sunk in a total grief A youth that was never worth it There is no better version Of the being So the torment of breathing Ought to cease The torment ought to cease

Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 08, 2026