A Gallery Of Forgotten Past

What Dark Eyes Doth See

In The Night Of Malevolent Madness ?

What Mind Embraces The Visage Of

A Realm Long Abandoned

A Memory Undone By Sorrow And Fear ?

If I But Behold These Frozen Portraits

In The Gallery Of Forgotten Past ,

There Be A Wrenching Of Mine Heart ,

A Tearing Of My Soul , For It Is The Entrails

And Remains Left On The Battlefield

Of My Consciousness I Have Hidden

From Mine Own Self , In The Shadows

Of Hallways Hushed From The Ghosts

Of Voices Haunting My Sleep And

Bedeviling My Day ;


For Why Now I Cry , Is There To Be A Logic

To Monsters Under The Bed , Skeletons In

The Closet Revealed Again , Wraiths Following

In My Footsteps , And Demons Beckoning Me

From Doorways Like Unto Demented Maidens

Enticing Me Into Places I Dare Not Go ?


Is There One Voice Not From Within Mine Head

To Answer , To Guide Me From A Cruel Fate  Or

The Return To Pits Of Lunacy And Nothingness

Some Angel Of Absolution And Regeneration

Some Savior From A Kingdom Of Light , Some

Fairy Spirit To Show Me The Shining Path To A

Summerland Of Peace And Rest ?


I Implore The Powers That Be , Some Pantheon

Of Gods , Some Angelic Hosts , Some Gentle Folk ,

To Grant Me The Boon Of Freedom From These

Dreams Of The Damned , These Visions So Violent

To Lead Me From This Impasse In My Road To My

Salvation , To Pull Me Back From This Precipice Of

This Bottomless Well Of Lost Souls , To Give Respite

And Abeyance From This Seeming Doom And Deliver

Me Unto The Lands Bereft Of These Chimera Of The Mind !