I'm here to stay, but like in time
to fade away inside the crime
scene tainted by your touch
still tracking footprints on the ground.

I'm here today inside your mind
and fear the things I knew I'd find.
Inside you hating life so much
as peace cannot be found.

Now I'm spinning downward quickly,
without winning, dead or sickly,
grinning, falling deeper
into thoughts scared to explore.

My brain is throbbing, pounding,
robbing us of daily grounding
as I'm dreaming vastly deeper
into nightmares dreamt before.

I see the darkness of my space,
I feel the depth of mind.

I think on time and how to trace
the future for my kind.

I live the past and days disorder
talking to your ghost.

Then I drift beyond the border
with my dreamy host.

Thinking on the beauty of the gift
that was bestowed.

Tripping through the rift
with humans thinking something's owed.

I dwell on past and futures sold
and how to face the day.

I feel the rhythm getting old
when midnight turns to gray.

I hear the silence constant chatter
rattle in my brain.

And how our souls might vaguely matter on a different plane.

I daze in darkness of your dawn,
I taste your mystery.

I can not slow the ride I'm on
to seize my destiny.

I hear the planet passing by
as colors dance in view.

I think on death of you and I
and people that I knew.

I lay in bed awake at night
and race through memory.

I think on breath beyond our sight
and my humanity.

My empty fate
devoid of choice
has glued me to this chair.

Evaporate
my thoughts and voice
to dwell inside this lair.

I feel the dark consuming
and I cannot turn the page.

It seems that life is dooming
me upon this lonely stage.

Contemplate
the hours passing
in this grayish veil.

As every ghost
insists on massing
where the breath is stale.

I feel the hatred booming
and the book will never close.

I sense your presence looming
with the gift I never chose.

Haunted deeply
by the day
your Death in me was clear.

In solitude
I rot away
in hopes to disappear.

What's the point in all this doing,
when the world will just keep
*******
me into a downward spiral-
badly I want more.

What's the point in still believing,
when this life is so deceiving
me into a place I ventured
madly once before.

When you peered into my being,
when I felt delight in seeing
far beyond the nature of man
sadly, I abhor.

Yet the precious hand so gripping,
keeping me from slowly slipping.
When the light that shines from her eyes,
who could ask for more?

I keep my cool to walk a beat
and step on down the only street.
In front of me, the view I'm seeing
haunts my mind today.

And what I see before me wasted,
so much life had not been tasted.
Tempting fate into agreeing
Death's the only play.

I claim my own amidst defeat
and border where the spirits meet.
To comprehend this state of being
paints the picture gray.

I blow my top to ease the heat
and dig a spot to plant my feet.
To find a place that is so freeing
is the only way.

Push your picture pale and painted,
as the day to come is tainted.
When I hear the news of dying-
desperate for a clue.

Then I see the claws you're bearing
dull or sharp the point in fearing
when I look for answers prying
rest with only you.

I grasp for time that's always faster
after every day disaster.
Still I focus on my trying
though my hopes are few.

Then I see the void is staring
deep in me as dark is nearing
Still your peace is held in lying-
when the end is true.

I feel the day evaporate
into the waves that touch profound.

I cannot help but contemplate
this sacred place that I have found.

For when it moves through me
vibrating deep into
my hungry mind.

I feel it all in ecstasy-
I feel there's nothing left
to find.

I disappear into the moment
lifting me from off the ground.

I take a trip, but never move
when drowning deep inside the sound.

For when it moves through me
pulsating deep within my
troubled mind.

I feel it all in harmony-
I feel some hope for humankind.