Shells (Evolution)

Shells (Evolution)

Shells of hideousness conceal shattered beauty,

As the shell with the weight of Heaven,

Leaves its entrapping chamber;

It tears your cheeks,

And the seams of your skin.

Taking rest in your ribcage,

Your knees weaken as you lie on the ground,

Clutching the hot wound, as the rest of you…

Is going cold, growing old,

The grim reaper over standing,

Your features lined with fear and understanding.

He takes his scythe taking you into the dark side of the force.

Your vital force escaping Élan vital.

Vitality takes no precedence in time,

Your humanity being eaten away by lies,

“The flow of pass to future.”

As the beginning of time,

Starts when your mortality is unchained,

By the blade of his grim ways.

That shell in your stomach,

Is hideousness concealing your shattered beauty,

You are now…finally set free.