Defeated in this shell of circumstantial rage
Keeps happening, like a curse of a malevolent mage
To me on the floor in a ball, so others can kick me
Delighting in my pain, my whimpering soul, never free
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So many pictures that seem, to never appear
So many ways that just seems, to disappear
So why now can't you ever, just be with me?
All that fate and you want to do, is set me free
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A distant blackness, envelopes my face
In your mind never to face the disgrace
So alone I turn away from your memory
And be abandoned to succumb to misery
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A coursing surge for which cannot be easily anointed in description
Fires annealed in the carnage of flames within veins for manipulation
I feel a god flow in spiritualism to the hands of such unbridled creation
As tears fall in gravity to an enslavement of Earth’s physical duration
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This story told a thousand times in many such ways
Doesn’t mean languages change in so many days
That tenderness as elusive as the answers we seek
When forgetting the question that of the meek
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Seems another foot hold has fallen
Gravity of your words are broken
Like the feelings in my soul again
Getting so used to feeling the pain
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Forlorn that of life likens the chronological and eventual embolism of time
Accordance to the modulated values for elementary suggestions of your prime
Yielded only from that of destination forming the impulse of emotional and logical legalism
Embalmed in fire concurrent to the pride for the instruments of warfare’s symbolism
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Flows from within me in torrents in white horses rage
Engaged me via an intraocular distinction of a new age
For all of perceptions dive deeper into fathoming love
Yet this breathing in waves crashing over me as a glove
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A four letter word that forever escapes me
Are you out there running?
So far, far, far away
Never to embrace me
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Swept away the words of your evisceration
And sought a new sense of comprehension
If the shores of hell left me so unconscious
Awaken to the red of my eyes’ autonomous
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