Elysium – Part Two

Elysium arrives

And I find it empty

After all the good I have done

There is no sympathy 

For my guilt

My burned skin

Is cold to the touch

And the crowd has left

Their giddy thrill satisfied

I was another hopeless cause

At the heel of their boots

The nails they planted

Imbedded in my soul

Will never fade

And I know Elysium will never accept

What is left of me

There is everything wrong

And nothing to gain 

From its destruction

And I’m sober to its reality

The true reality 

Of being a nihilists mouthpiece

© Arron Hickman 2022

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