Wednesday, May 21, 2008
The Melancholic Dejection
To watch as bright blue and red lights flail the air
So mystical while asking yourself
Why stupidity follows your every move?
Wretchedness
Witchcraft and parody
Sublime my mind
Fester, squeal and scream
Some things are just meant to happen
Most fates are disagreeable
Often paradoxes of each other
Hexagonal diagrams cannot describe life
But merely how to be meek
Allowing such harsh futile sounds into my mind
Is somehow calming and fertile
Until the transition, that is
Coalesce to control
Confer and infer
All space within this voided proximity
These spirits don't haunt with haste
But many speak and scream
And scream they must
For they have labours that shadow
Amplitudes of white noise surround my head
I cannot even read my own thoughts anymore
I am finished
Erased, destroyed and cut out
It matters not about perspective
I give into the pressure
To let it collapse my entirety
My darkened spiral of love
I despise the plague that I am
This is no more
I am no more
There is no pain, anymore
Nothing can hurt me
Nothing can stop me
I am the alpha and omega
The beginning and the end
Erased, destroyed, finished
And all is left silent.
Note To Self:
as long as i don't think about it,
i am fine..
hell, i feel better.
nuthin' can dominate my mind.
my life,
my control.
reminisced;
- 9:13 PM