Porcelain prisoner
Ravage the secrets of the morning
Sail linger and bleed

Behold a sacred blanket of roots
Poetry of the night with the frost of life
Beneath a withering earth
A symphony of purple vile cries
Petals of a goddess
Shadows that smear my dreams
Worshiping the sound of music as it rusts
The language of a delirious death
Perfume of the night
Vines made of rock that swallow me

Horrendous pain echoing, and yearning for fate  
Stretched and strained, swaying for relief  
Ruptured, faithless, and impure  
Poison infatuates death
Hurt and betrayal lifelong
As a Rusted spine drums beneath the hands of fortitude    
Poetic threads sewing the gardens of distress  
Terrorizing eyes of self doubt
Somber inside the soul of shame
Corners of worship with stars for fingers
Pockets of hallucinations
Trembled languages mistaken
As the fire collapses the faith
Tremendous pain crying for reason

Written with my tongue
A composer with shadows of life
Cracking rain grasps and sweeps
A eclipse for the lonely skin
Bones curled,smeared with your grave
Weaving  on the wings of harmony

Eyelash powder flowing  loosely
As the window of wishes  is dusting the breeze
Fingertips with scars that one cannot see
Lips  that shudder with waves of pills
  Swallowing a maze that  one cannot  follow
Malicious  force  when one is weak

Warped begging in agony
Convulsions of a depleted  past
A black out , with lights swirling in my mind
Can't escape this lifeline
The emptiness is binding
Etched scars  that restore the wounds
Your heart is a trap
Where scorched memories lie

Fists bruised,trembling,  and drowning down
The death sweat invites the cold horrors
The curse of blinding pain
Ruthless and wicked
White mouths escaping outside
A cruel bird screams through the images
A soul of sorrow walks outside

A mortal syringe delicious on drunk desire
Drifting in this desolate universe
Wings on the shadows of faded vigor
With a syringe of confidence that don't last
A purging of delicious poetry
As I get lost in the twilight
Stamping,  splintered,  limbs, with sins of temptation
Clinging to the flesh of demise
The taste of compulsion asking for asphyxiation

The vision of a loud sleep
Howling in a  evolution spirit
As the corner of wars acquires a silent danger
Society of concealed disdain, succumbs when  freedom disappears
Where mindless premonitions shriek
Erupting with desperation
Dreams jars full of color
Decomposing perceptions with shreds of fate
The map of my introspective is a harrowing walk
Twisted in a weave of deceit
Trying to stifle the air of depression