Unburdened Beast Poem by Kevin Patrick II

Unburdened Beast

Frostbitten from birth
No hands can hold me
All the doors have closed, and...
Every road leads to hell


So I return
Into the wilderness
Of myself
Bereaved of virtue
And
Untainted by salvation
A beast
Without the burden
Of being human


I am sorry dearest


But burning you alive
Was the only way
That I could feel warmth
From this cold worlds touch

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