Vitals Fading

What is wrong with me?Nothing is moving forward.Treading water in a sinking situation.Think I hear a scream of desperation. World continues to be fading fast.Reboot won’t send it back.Strange mindscape to occupy.Convinced heaven was only ever a lie. Pulse weak in this transition phase.What remains is evidence of a fixation on crazed.Being is abject brutality!Continue reading “Vitals Fading”

Winter’s Crown

I walk where the shadows lay.Not just tomorrow but every day.These pathways burned into my brain.And yet I continue to fall off then time and time again.With an unsteady hand outstretched for nothing.Why do I continue to stumble while I’m looking?I cannot say and so I push forward.An unseen weight resting heavier on me.Could beContinue reading “Winter’s Crown”

Ebony Dagger

Drag this Daedric dagger across my chest.Help me cast out this meaninglessness.Enter a state beyond my comprehension.A place where I can be guided peacefully.Devoid of what mistakes have come before. This ebony glint dances in the moonlight.Razor sharp and always ready to bite.Satiate its hunger or face true consequence.An evil grin that will always makeContinue reading “Ebony Dagger”

Media Of Hate

Living your life the way you wanted to,When a wrecking ball comes swinging through.Outside influences screwing with your life.Ignoring that you have a right to survive.Cause all that matters is a trolls convenience.Fuck decency, you should embrace obedience! Another of your dreams dies today.For entertainment of a sick somebody.Cause it doesn’t matter what she wants.CrushContinue reading “Media Of Hate”

Choke The Happy

There’s nothing beneath the surface.All you see is skin deep.Facades built to keep you isolated.Nothing of this can you keep. Toss away ties that bind.Embrace something and show you’re kind.Masks won’t fill your tank.Despair is but a substitute.The more you drink the less you feel.Suffocating in silence until you’re screaming. Glazed over vision is aContinue reading “Choke The Happy”

Every Moment There Is Moaning

This routine is a crutch.Upon it you relay too much.Digging in heels so you can continue the trend.Under these forces any mind will eventually bend.Conform to that which is so easy to repeat.Becomes so rehearsed that its an instinctive release. Harp on about another sleight.All to try and engage in a zero fight.Setting up obstaclesContinue reading “Every Moment There Is Moaning”