Waiting for the end, give wings my descent
Deep into madness sent!
Sick! I'm just fucking sick!
Sit in the corner counting the ticks
Until the final abyss, feel my mind slip
Words finally faltering.
Bled the thoughts from my head
In those dark corners madness plants seeds.
Fade.
The eyeless have seen me
Set to burn in my mind
A broken thought process
As a burned mind takes flight.
Flatlined supression of chaotic thought
projecting impressions so stable and sterile
Elusive. Disruptive. The mind Disobeys
Volcanic Distortions of thought: disarrayed
A millpond of thought, dark and serene
Hides a deep current of darkness unseen
Flowing beneath, the darkness flows deep
Biding it's time as it waits for release.
Beneath the Silence of blackened eyes
The River flows so cold
A poisoned Presence that promises
I'll die....before I fade.
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