Freedom From Writer's Block Poem by Zachary Shanks Xombi

As I lie awake night after night reflecting back on what feels like a past life Im starting to realize with my real eyes all the real lies for thrill highs. Focusing on learning the knowledge to gain the understanding powers of wisdom. Embracing the persuaing of the unknowing avoiding the lonely emptiness of nothingness. Soul slowly fading away as the numbness slowly starts to take over. Subliminally forming morbid darkening thoughts. Fearing the mirroring imagery of what's to be. Bringing the shaking awakening of The Blazing Flames of Eternal Suffering. Laying in the burnt ashes of what is left forming bonding making the creation. Phoenix red flames rising the rebirth. Don't refrain from the insane as you gain wings to be seen. Transforming fully to The Existing. Listening to the glistening mysteries of haunting misery leaving it lingering for history before my death is a mystery