2 acessos
The shapeless magnificence in mental decay,
A being succumbed entirely to infection,
I find no cell left inside me uncorrupted,
By this dismal molecular disparity,
An entire exhausted universe unfolded within,
An atrophied constellation of malignant pulsing organs,
Diminishing and slowly ingesting…
As is the birth and formation, of such bleak, empty voids,
For not even blood could warm the soul,
Those veins filled with the over abundance of hollow cells,
The sour heart swelled to bursting,
With the asphyxiating strain of such tired ventricles,
The unceasing cerebral torture,
Equating endlessly to an existence in abnegation,
Such corrosive venom for the already abated mind,
The inevitable awakening of it's despair!
A grotesque neurological festering,
A perfidious psychological drift,
The perfect domicile for the despondence within,
Denigration now profuse beyond all compare,
Eyes obscured and stinging with the bitterness of tears,
A combustion now surging throughout every nucleus,
Deteriorating and burning within these intense, lonely, excruciating flames,
Seek emergence now from the anguish of sleepless perpetuity,
In this true and horrific form,
Commence the rapid descent to a plateau of complete inhumanity.
To long complete belonging unto exquisite nothingness,
To scramble joyously free of mortality's clutches,
And escape into the nothingness of matters emanation,
To return to the welcome silence and tranquillity,
The solitude of some solemn dismal womb,
And in this appalling internal twilight, I shatter slowly,
My afflicted carbon fragments spinning silently throughout eternity,
As a bleak drifting shadow, that knows no human guise.
As negativity in flux.