Emptiness and nothing more
but this shell his jaded soul drags.
Tears burn through,
air thickens like blood
drowning each sorrow.
Killing the thrills of life,
but exciting death
as light fades from the eyes.
Chains dangle from limbs
playing their woe-ful tune.
Beaten hands continuously raised above
in hopes life had a second chance
to give the poorly excuse, for a being.
Eyes tempered by a soulless creator
tightening the chains
as if they were puppet strings.
Condemning this creature
to hell for eternity
in his hollow shell.