The Ascension Of Beasts – Day 38, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz

Ascendance.
A rise to power,
Fame,
Is what a lost soul like yours seems to crave…

Repentance.
A change from who you’ve been,
Is a thought most seem to think of with,
Disdain…

But,
Inevitable it is,
Isn’t it?
Our need to turn the other way?
From sin.
An otherworldly impressment of fear amongst individuals who seek a manufactured spotlight…

Must you grab hold of everyone’s attention through mortal acts stemming far from that Divine?
Surely,
You can handle consequences darker than the Twisted Beauty that has met your eye!

Or,
May it be treacherous to the Wise?
To believe you are mightier than our bleeding sky!
A scoff is deserved,
As heaven rains,
Washing your spirit off of bloodthirst…

The nerve you have to muddy your boots in the trenches of debauchery.
After every second chance given,
Burnt into ash by your choice of mockery.
An assiduous nature you possess for darkness while spitting on modesty…

But,
What shall one expect from a vessel withholding faith so spindly?
Not a sight to behold as you ascend to fall from grace,
Suspire,
After giving up so quickly…