Unto Ash
A step ahead
of Satan
a lifetime
on the run
A pitchfork in
my rearview
the outlook
zero sum
My energy
depleting
my feet begin
to slow
His flames are
hot upon me
my fingers
start to glow
The years I’ve spent
and wasted
the loved one’s
in my wake
Their memory in
the ashes
Gehenna
— is my fate
(Dreamsleep: February, 2026)
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Explores damnation and consequence; balances personal guilt with universal moral reckoning.
Dense imagery and thematic layers compressed into brief lines; multiple ideas per stanza.
Overwhelmingly dark: pursuit, depletion, flames, waste, death, damnation. Hopelessness throughout.
Urgent chase language, heat, pursuit, degradation. Motion and kinetic dread propel the voice.
Approximately 12 lines; falls within 7-15 line range.
Rich metaphor (Satan as pursuer), personification (flames, feet, fingers), biblical allusion (Gehenna).
Pure lyric internal voice; confessional first-person experiencing internal/external torment.
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