Aphonic Threnody - The Loneliest Walk

My feet burn with pain
Sweat drips upon the ground
A distant song plays its harmonies
This wreckage I call my own

Calmness surrounds me
My bones feel lifeless
I know longer plea for mercy
For these horrors grow inside me

Hours turn to days
My corpse a welcome meal
For these dark shapes
They have only time

I am almost done
My last breath all but gone
I ask for death to come quickly
For the omens are bound to me

Gazing to the canvas above
Creating my last memory
Hands touch earth once more
The darkness slowly descends

This is my loneliest walk
Bitterness my last taste
Goodbye to the world I detest
Swallow and consume all of me

The freshness of the morning air
Crows pecking at fresh meat

Soon bones are all that remain
Ghostly figure of shame
Wandering the forests
Looking for a way to escape
This lost soul searches for home
Towards the light it follows