Decomposing Dreams

 

In the forest of souls
all fight for light
drink from the well
of rusted metal dreams
seeking truth
in liquid reflections
circling the drain
of rabid need
seeing the future
in lullabies consumed
where desires are talons
and nights bleed sin
in love with the ghost
of a fractured soul
whispering pain
only memories remain
echoing in the dark
that never was
haunted by violence
on god's TV
kissing lips
of a decomposing void
clinging to a ghost
that carries my name