Suicides False Prophet



Whispering Death


Of solace to the weak
Calmness to the enslaved
Caresses to the wounded spirit
Acceptance of the flawed
Promised freedom to the persecuted

Spoken in gentle tones
Whispered as a lover
Enticing the distraught, forlorn
The perplexed
Macabre vile creatures
With a disguised voice of slime
Transform brightly into a savior
False savior.

Tear drops fell and crashed
Malevolent convulsions possessed her

Mutilated, deceived, demythologized
Death's voice had reassured

One must possess energy to answer
Death's soulless. tempting chant

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A human body in a picture
Tablets of sleep, empty bottles
A sharpened red blade
Wounds inflicted, a muted cry for help
Hand clutched a phone,
Puddles of tears framed the lifeless form.
Beware, the voice of demon calm.


Satirah