Acute suicide

Pain.

A single point, no whisper faint
No cloudy storm, nor viral taint
The pierce no projectile could rend or pull
Even under seal, the flow is full
No sheltered dell from winter storm
No scream could shatter the truth so torn
No wound could whisper the soul blood spill
The ocean empty and waves so still
The shudder shake of grasp and gasp
No viper venom or clasp due asp
Soul ship sinking, yet flowing free
The final fall of every sea

Twister and tempest the twine in twine
By all the darkness to one design
The shades of shadow scream a song
The fissure forever and all along
Reaching regal secures the sky
Linking every light of will and why
The might and magnitude makes manifest
Borne true beauty's final test
Threshold's thread you pull alone
The soul's atone and final home
The forge of pain's pour purest form
The forever fall of full forlorn

The castle and keep of every king
Where every song that's sacred sings
The hallowed halls of heaven here
Auspicious attends the true austere
Puissant, profound, and purity's place
Where final and forever find their face
Heaven, holy, and hallow's hole
The final threshold of the soul