Gazing with glazed eyes,
I watch the valium visions
of endless ebony dragons kiss the molten sky--
feel the earth stretch, and yawn,underneath my feet.
Writhing within my skull,
I am tortured by the feasting
of the translucent, conqueror worm--
that will never slumber, that can never die.
Every night--all night--as through a violent storm,
I hear incessant, indistinct voices calling--
shouting out my name upon the wildly whimpering wind,
while the monsters and the demons destroy my guilty mind.
Please--expose your inner-self,and
Succumb to INTROSPECTION--
While being prepped for their DISSECTION--
Their closely scrutinized INSPECTION--
But....who will pay the price
of one soul p e e l e d,
and thinly sliced ???
Alone, I can escape,
in one unleashed, fragmented hour--
the hour in which the clear cup drowns
the memories it renews.
While tranquil, lithium lullabies bring
nightmares filled with thrones and silver crowns
in pulsating, poisoned patterns
of brilliant whirling hues.
All the iridescence, opalescence--
melding into incandescence--
of the swirling ceiling lights
in this pristine, padded prison
that protects me from myself.
In blissful unawareness, your memory bathes
my serrated, soul in gladness,
until conciousness means cruelty, with pain...
I awaken to the screaming, with infernal
flaying flames of madness
roaring, raging unchecked through my brain.