Conspiciously Condemned by the ones
that he loved. Demobilized by his
actions, demonized by the foe of
god. While he was fragile, he
was hit with a boulder. Overwhelmed
with his frustrations, destined to
his undercroft. Wishing to converse,
Surrounded by brick walls. Jumping
of a cliff with a neverending
fall. Terminating his existence was
the quickest way out. Faintly drifting
off to sleep, never to see the
rising sun. Suddenly awaken to find
a terror of a nightmare. Trying
to analyze the dream that he was
cast upon. Drifting to sleep again,
hoping ot never imagine the horror
that he has experienced.