dein-xceriis - Hello Poetry

dein-xceriis

dein-xceriis

American I didn't choose to be born -- it happened. My name was chosen for me -- a number branded me -- my name became a commodity. / / We are mirrors of destruction, calling out to a society that contains us to little boxes.

will flesh life inside sleep limbs mind winter body live visions shadow sun soul living mask time stranger death earth dark dreams buried summer endless thoughts river weep vague cold amidst blank sea idle change left lies light moving purity creature dream feast side decay abyss distorted mass absence darkness feeding slave shroud stars things reign cast ocean dead shapes gods feeling truth eyes breath bones moon freedom wear sold suns hands flight dancing help filth short grave unspoiled cautiously prison hide trees ate lurking collision oak distortion fall sorrow fear sacred whispers drift writhing dimensions real waking deception mirror controlled walls lost truthful scars sky silence animal find feared mazes mortal times suffering scent form shifting tears allegory eating reaching men follow wolf rain layers severed destructive divine creep turning digging die eat wishes image stood human eternal sentience reflection weary remains faces shame born friend son release plague