The Void
Devoid
Of all we can avoid
Leaving us
Destroyed

A Storm
The form
Of all that's not of the norm
Leaving
Uninformed

This strife
A knife
Depriving us of our life
Anger
Is so
Rife

Today I saw an eagle
Fly over my head
It's beauty was most regal
As white wings it spread

I noted it's appearance
As it shadowed my face
My eyes they sought adherence
In the laws of it's grace

My spirits were most high
As the creature left sight
With a soft and sated sigh
I turned quick from it's might

We all need
Something to fall back on
But when there's nothing
When braces are gone
We turn to
Vile pursuits of
Satisfaction
And forget to care
Or even think about
What means the most
What we hold
Dear

We all wish
For that stellar touch
Of pure ecstasy
In it's most
Flavorful form
That crutch that caresses
Our system of thought
Into a righteous
Equilibrium

We all seek enlightenment
In all different ways
Whether morality stands
As a mediator
Or as the defining factor
Of our
Choices

We all argue
Over dead points
And never do we
Put into perspective
The other side
Because of our
Biased
Preconceived
Notions

We all believe
That a miracle
Will lift all afflictions
And bend hope into
A peaceful weapon
But the answer
Is hidden beyond
Our blind eyes
Because we are all afraid
Of change
And we refuse to see
Beyond
The black hole
Of our closed minds
That have created
Event
Horizon

Singing simple subtle silence
Vibrant vain vindictive violence
Worried withered wanting waiting
Hurried hither haunting hating
Picture perfect painted pouring
Body bedded blatant boring
Couples cadence carpet carried
Vivid violet voices varied
Naming noises nothing noted
Blaming boiling brooding bloated
Hurried hither haunting hating
Worried withered wanting waiting

The end of hope I never sought
Beginnings of a darker thought
Twisting guts into a knot
It never mattered if I fought

Demon hands with withered claw
Altered lands, discarded law
Plagued by just another flaw
Cutting skin like axe and saw

Wrapped in deaths black flowing coat
Burning anything of note
Keeps insanity afloat
Words so chilling always wrote

I will not perish
Until I have found answers
In these cryptic messages
Vivid haunting images
That plague me in my dreams

Esoteric symbols float in the periphery
Of my visions
Nails on glass
In my ears

Silent screams echo throughout my head
Bouncing off its degrading walls
Weakening them even more

Decaying words at the back of my throat
Choked down by indecision
And swallowed along
With my bitter dignity

My blood is black
Flowing through veins like branches
Of a hollow tree

My eyes are shallow craters
Of an early collision of images

My ears are polished mirrors
That reflect the damage done to them
With no filter

My lips are cracked
As a dry river that no longer
Harbors the kiss of life
Along its sides

My hands are the forgotten tools
Of an old carpenter
Who no longer pursues
Any form of laborious toil

But my feet
My feet are like
An industrial machine
That use any form of misery
As fuel to keep the whole body
In a state of forward movement

So I will not perish
Until I am happy
Because once there is no misery

My feet will run out of fuel
The rusted cogs will stop turning
The chains will overlap and break
The electrical current will
Cease it's playful energy

And when I am finally happy
I rest
Finally

Sight has been stolen
We're robbed of our sounds
your pride has been swollen
We're lobbed out of bounds

Minds are abysmal
Burned in the flame
Of all that is dismal
Weakened or lame

Expecting a truth
But receiving a lie
Feeling so used
In dark ropes we're tied

Bound by a pact
Long ago we had made
Drowned in an act
That our families forbade

But once it was done
There was no turning back
A bright shining "sun"
Was the strength in my back

Feeling betrayed
Our life so delayed
Working unpaid
Happiness fades

Always we gave
Something away
Grace was not saved
Robbed of our grave