Frozen specks of glimmering light adorn my eyes,
I rest and breathe.
I swim along the northern lights.
Panic melts in the bliss of chemical seduction,
In the muddled thoughts of dusk’s fiery lunacy.
Songs of lost horizons drift yonder into blackness and aging.
The magnificent heretics of euphoria rise,
But in the murky evident decay of rotting flesh
And infested organs, solemnly die.
Raw bloody wounds explode on tormented skin,
That defecates and boils in putrid smells of death and pain,
Disease and blood, blood, blood.
I am as you are this tale, this ride,
This holy apocalypse of love and blood.
I am as you are this contradicting state
Of the moon’s prophecies in the scarlet sky,
Of the cursed wolf’s soul,
A solitary friend seeking slow demise.
I am unheard, as you are,
Your hidden voices and desires are the same as mine.
But softly I cry and gradually decline
As ailments fill my craving veins.
This debauchery keeps me alive,
Through weak shivers and agonizing joys,
Through dead heart beats,
That drum their songs of madness into the sanctity of the night.
In the afterglow all our souls howl wildly
To the never ending chaotic universe’s echo.
Dirty liars and dirty victims stain the streets
Selling bibles and blessed meat
Oh how you have divided and accumulated
All this filth and all this hatred.
I am, as you are, a passing shadow,
Tied to the earth, bound in tomorrow’s sorrows,
I am, forever you, and will be,
A lost accomplice of insomnia and truth,
Riding waves of dimensions and memories,
Crests of comets, through silhouettes of men.
I am, as you are,
And forever we will be,
Hiding glass jars of firefly memories.
To sleep in comfort is now a forlorn daydream,
For I am, as you are, haunted and tainted.
To gloat in pride is now childlike
But I am, as you are, only an infant,
A new born soul wandering through deserted cities,
Crowded hills, frozen homes, mountains of love,
Valleys of gloom, oceans of lust,
Psychedelic caves of epiphanies,
Cages of dementia and the never ending cosmos,
To find and to not find something or nothing at all,
But to only live.
And I am, as you are,
Even if you don’t see,
Human and bleeding,
Faceless and freezing.
So I ask that you will try to perceive
The words I have revealed,
as I bear them in my eyes.
You are and I am,
that is all,
and always will be.
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