penman

I Remain

Nothing more could come to me

Its fear or death whom you seek

Forsaken are the drowning souls

My quench would want your apathy

Those torments won’t last

You will be numbed

As a cold shiver through your spine

I will pass

Dont succumb to my breath

Its the least of wrath

You need to have it all

To pay my debt

What you think i lost

Is what i gained

Even in this dark

I remain.