Fallen
Into Sweet Mother's arms
The night's embrace like silk,
perforated with needles of Solace.
No thought, no memory
of anything but nothing.
Lost in Forever-never-land
Fallen
Into cecity of self.
Denial no longer, escape
the Shell Of Hallucinations.
And fly.
Fallen
Into the me Beneath
Spiral down-trail, gilded with failures
That have coagulated into sanity
and Reason
Fallen
Into a Flawless-Confusion
No meaning is evident
Within my soul-cage-metaphor
and my failures-turned-reason/sanity
Tell me to seek help
Fallen
Into Un-reason
Fallen
Into self
Fallen
I have
Fallen,
Fallen,
Occido
Jul 20, 2012
Jul 20, 2012 at 11:20 PM UTC
Fallen
Into Sweet Mother's arms
The night's embrace like silk,
perforated with needles of Solace.
No thought, no memory
of anything but nothing.
Lost in Forever-never-land
Fallen
Into cecity of self.
Denial no longer, escape
the Shell Of Hallucinations.
And fly.
Fallen
Into the me Beneath
Spiral down-trail, gilded with failures
That have coagulated into sanity
and Reason
Fallen
Into a Flawless-Confusion
No meaning is evident
Within my soul-cage-metaphor
and my failures-turned-reason/sanity
Tell me to seek help
Fallen
Into Un-reason
Fallen
Into self
Fallen
I have
Fallen,
Fallen,
Occido
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