The White-Walker's confession............

In the midst of thousands of desires,
I am the  lost soul.

The blessings and the curses, I can no longer distinguish .
Time stopped in the dark forest.

I no longer see that spiral stair case.
Old ghosts visit me.With the fire from hell.

The hell is in me now.
I chose my way of burning,
those hell fire broke once again.

Kill them all,whispered the golden boy,
The angel from hell,

So I killed  them all. All my beautiful dreams. Glorious memories of the perfect me, the perfect family, the perfect life I hold in my pride with love. 

And the vows of perfection from my past lives. 

Even Theon would have been ashamed to see how shamelessly I killed.
The mad love toxin was in my blood.
I was the eccentric swordsman.
The euphoria was in my arms.
Mercury whispered, Mars stepped in.
I poked,I chopped, I cut them to pieces.

I can no longer see the start the end , the middle the bottom.
I exist.
I eat, sleep, drink, sleep.

Now I sleep for eternity and wait for the end.

All friends are lost . In a battle from hell.
I killed them all. In my own hands.

So the ghosts visit me to curse on the top of that crater,
where hell broke loose.

The red river is waiting for me, under neath my feet.
I see the burning rage, uncontrollable, rising from the hell of unforgiven chaos.

The red kiss  takes me to beyond this dream.

My dream is over now, for hell is waiting for me.

I think, I count, I no longer find the spiral staircase.
Hell broke lose in the middle of the forest.

I listen to the cries of the deer,
the unknown birds, the scared rabbit.

They all are running.

I stand there.
On the red mountain.
On the top .

Alone.

The lava crawls in.