Once i went 2 sleep and died...then awoke on the very edge of the earth,
It took me a few moments to realize...i reached the'other side and'traversed,
From dead 2 live'i arrived with a thirst,
An'urge to unveil and taste the frail'fragmented hurt,
Ruby'red it slips and sheds across the'dead through'a single verse,
As'if it were coerced or called..passionate whispers'hiss out my name,
I shut my eyes and attempt 2 evovle...i cast out and picture the pain,
Until fully obtained in'the frames of my eyes,
Vision blurred with warmth and raw nerve...that forms and flows'out whenever i cry,
My soul controlled, concentrated and liquefied,
Ill let it pour from my very core and into the dirt,
With god as my witness..ill claw out the sickness and make'it drip with'rich hurt,
On the very edge of the earth,
I awoke..
and wept.

-L. THoR Pedersen