Uncreation

existence is a curse
a malicious, cancerous growth
incessantly tearing away
at the firmament of death

from the moment of inception
perpetual rotting and decay
a poignant yearning
to relapse into oblivion

this curse is unholy
a plague until the very last breath
this curse kills slowly
until all life reverts back into death

creation was a tragedy
a wretched, repulsive event
dormant essences were torn
from the womb of nothingness

invoking the great day of revocation
the grave is a gateway to liberation