zelkeritzack

Consider my absence as a search for the soul.
A trip through the inner wilderness.
Confronting devils that lurk and gnash.
Terror like a raging fire, uncontrolled and infuriated.

Rescue this spirit, slipping into the great unknown:
In the embrace of dreams, I wander far from this realm.
I falter, into the emptiness I'm tossed.
And in the darkness, old whispers loom closer.