Mentally lost,
I live in the land of rust.
red sand within the glass.

fill it with wine, boss,
as the deserts inwardly rush,
surely its your last.

skies exist so black
epiphany to my anxiety.
succession of my depression
the absence of his majesty
violins pivot within my expression.

reapers possess the sun
but only caresses one.
am I a fruitless tomb?
within a timeless womb?

I'd reach out a hand,
and pull back a nub.
In this mysterious world I stand
within a pyramid hub.

Crows and Ravens dance in the clouds
down comes a monster so loud...

Look around,
      What do I see?
13 Dead Men
                   Looking at me

Wave my hands through the ink filled air,
life has been unfair,
But I am happy so long as I get my share.
Stress and suicide always on my mind,
A smile on my face is all you will e'er find.

For my tears fall in a secret place
So far away from earth's face.
In the pursuit of happiness I do give chase
Post haste!
On a Red horse it cannot escape.

Is this heaven or is it hell?
Halls of confusion I know so well.
I see the pain but I still leave my shell,
On my way to count how many angels' fell.
How can I tell?

Oh, with memories the Crystalline doth swell.

I hear echoes here.
here are the things I fear,
the things so far that they're near.

Pages float weightlessly,
As if e'er timeless.
I live Fateless, See?
Read this well, your Highness.

The grass is so green,
The skies so grey.
For many years I haven't seen
Night or day.

I Await the rain,
to wash away the stains
of blackened grains.

There was fire,
Here remains desire,
In my eyes lack the dire

At least here I am Maskless..


Carpe Diem