I look into your kaleidoscope eyes  
And am taken aback by your beauty
I wait with bated breath
For something
Anything
To spark between us
Having already fallen for your bait
Now all that's left
Is to hope you fall for mine

Mornings in mourning
Illness in stillness
In stagnant sedation
Narcotics are on it.
Deep this despair
As well as psychotic.
Remember dancing with shadows
And piercing through realities so many times.
Remember sleepless nights
Remember mornings sunrise with violet cold skies.

Inside such a hysteric state.
Laughter spiraling like Pyrex glass.
It’s cold and miserable as should be.
Right arm as many times bleed and then freeze.
Isolated in a destructive craving.  
Maniac like acts with sharp tools for filleting.
Draining blood for sacred paintings.
Haha haha.
Once more psychosis floods all life.
As chaos storms like razor sharp knives.
Onorthodox oddities will please.
Like a mistress of dreams.
Sickly as this being.
Thy amputee queen.
Urinate and ***** upon thee.
Immortal dance with purity.
Together to freeze.
Forever light in blackness dark.
Masters of sacrificial arts.
With Faces  appearing closer to dead than alive.
Pale cracked lips.
With yellow in the white of eyes.
Still eternally alive.
Naked cold on soil they lye.

Imagine figures of sanitation.
Drenched in ammonia and urination.
Insane perceptions purge in disfiguration.
Imagine ***** beneath blisterd bloodied feet.
Rest on alter sharpend blades.
that cut flesh quaintly deep.  
Sick at sights of dreaded sheep.
Hahahahaha
In the woods once more to be disdained.
Pleasure be the self inflicted pain.
Druged up and floating far away.
**** everything.
Despair and anguish ****** up all things.
Rhyming words with words cause **** creativity.
Just pet the duck with that tweaked out sad lady.
It’s all just jokes that leaves even the ill laughing.
Yet once more reality and mockings become blurred in such confusion.
Living life laughing while crying in delusions.

Wretched wickedness.
Robed in synthetic skins.
Contorted are all.
Of there limbs.
The chaos swallows them.
Swallows them whole.
While shadows are dancing;
Inside six foot holes.
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pyxhonaut.
Reality is lost.
***** when cough.
Up four nights.
With no sleep.
Hide the mirrors;
with sheets.
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In trance.
In darkness black;
The lonely manic.
Laughs;
Arm slashed;
Craft masochistic acts.
Insane;
Destructive ways;
LeAves soiled floors bloodstained.
We burn the flesh;
Over candles hot flame.
(RepeAt)

No people can handle this ****.
Barely those who lives through this.
All purpose seems the life in flesh;
Is horrid at its best.
A twisted sitcom show.
That’s no less then cruel jokes.
many times in deepest holes.
eyes glorify the rope.
Or mind glorifies rope.
Who knows anymore.
One realizes loneliness is where the sick is born.
One realizes loneliness is how aching hearts shall mourn.
Yet again these thoughts of red,
beg that one please will tend.
With sharp swords and gore.
Of Blades piercing flesh
Of sharp swords and gore
until limbs be torn.
Surgical mesh be drenched.
This stomach is so sore.
Destruction absorbed.
Self infliction is adored.
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in that wretched mirror.
It is so crystal clear.
This face  needs disfigured
This face needs to be Seared
An urge to burn the face,
as well as to cut.
Perform practices precise.
To tame the craves;
for blades
that thrusts.
Fugly as the ugly duckling.
If his feathers he began plucking.
repulsive ravishing disgust.
Spit at reflections for good luck.
Anger and vile succumb as it does.
In all ways that it can be done,
This self harm now one knows and loves.
Black seems white feathers of doves.
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Insi­de black demented places.
Lurk do entities of hatred.
Laugh in masks like a masterpiece painted.
Unfazed as if one is sedated.
Forever this chaos.
in pureness created.
Dead be these roses.
in violet vases.
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To remain cloaked in magic states.
Still many strife always remains.
At times it seems the blind are divine.
Dilated be these eyes.
Shall needles pierce eyeballs to disdain.
Urning to spray the eyes with mace.
Keep the hArd drugs in the brain.  coursing through collapsed and thin veins.
Keeping the *** from being laced.
Without intoxicates still insane.
Only hopelessness and endless pain.
At a young age came,
demented strange days.
Paranoid in fear;
With destructive paths near.
malevolent demeanors have now appeared.
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For so long felt so helpless.
Life in all forms is selfish.
As despair impairs.
One becomes more selfless.
Remain thy light in darkness black.
While psychosis viciously attacks.
Crack back
Owning a craft.
Obsessed with knives and plastic wrap.
Unorthodox ways.
Leaving blood that rains.
Up for many nights and days
Owning a craft.
This world is sad
left perception oh so mad.