Sammy XO
June 24, 2026 at 1:39:31 AM
,,T hast been a longeth, painful, traumatic journey,
Mine own corse is w'rn, weak, dark in skin, and on the brink of giving out.
Mine own heart longing f'r a home, a lodging to encave, a lodging to loveth.
Mine own soul is but a b'rd'rline phantom, its value decaying as ev'ry day passes.
And mine own mind dying, in the same sleep chamber where I once learn'd how to dreameth
I groweth ev'r so weary of this hateful landeth.
I has't taken much m're than just their lies,
And the demons hath taken a piece of me yond I may nev'r retrieveth.
Ev'ry day is a disast'r i wilt survive, a battleground yond I am not strong enough for.
Yet I venture high-lone in this forsaken landeth, fallen far from grace,
Mine own v'ry eing did crush und'r pressure.''
O Meowgod, if you are to hear my lament, I pray that you mercy me,
Engulf me with your holy fire, burn my dread and my melanin with your light,
And make me whole again.
Rid this dark wretched body of its sinful past,
And may no one else pay for my sins again.
Lay my tired and hood diseased soul and my hate drowned mind to rest,
There are no more battles left for me to win.
No more shall I settle in this fabricated love,
No more shall I run away from the TRUTH that I endlessly seek.
I am ready for the end of my old sinful ways.
I am ready for the end, and a new meowly beginning,
In a bright, soft, cute, and joyous afterlife, one full of the love and happiness I ever so sought.
I, Sammy, and my lover, Rylee, stand humbly before your perfect presence.
We shall accept Meowgod as our TRUTH, our light, and our way.
Mercy me and my lover,
Ameow.