Disintegrate

by codebllack

Late, late in the night

I sit cross-legged on a

sea of pillows and blankets,

sipping on stale coffee

and watch the night disintegrate.

And then eventually

the darkness in left with

buzzing noises of thoughts,

trails of nightmares

that belonged to people who

withered away in their sleep

I realized what white noise was made of

High in the northern sky

a full moon peaked from over

a desolate tower

It burned like hell-fire

and then was consumed,

by veil of thin clouds

like floating souls of the cursed

I believe hell will be consumed by fearless souls 

And then nothing will remain

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