Songs of Rave

Mother

I been down in depression. I rodder, I rot, I suspend disbelief. Never say anything. Responses received just worsen sh*t. I try to summon the will power or words to find peace. But crush down by the deeps darkest void of gravity rendering all point obsolete.

I could be in a room full of copies of myself and still be the odd one out. The me you knew is dead. I was replaced by someone else. Yes I am a clone. And nothing feels right. Yes nothing feel right. Alone I feel the ease of all worldly tension. I never complain. I say everything is fine but simply shut down. Cosmic entities pull me apart as I pull away from reason. A heart frozen by someone else betrays a cry for help but only longing to be revived.

Mother of all creation! (Bleeeeeeeed!) She pushes out her uterus while I'm breathing in the universe. Life! Glory perverse. Death! Born in a hearse.

Hardest part is being fully aware of my condition. I would describe it like a silent eruption. It stretches through out the galaxy with no beginning or end. I'm every yet no where at all. So I often daydream and that is how I think of stories. My mind has become to aware of this other world that is matrix. I know I will not feel better because the pain keeps me in stasis.

The roots of procrastination that have been planted is growing use to my dark corner. People feels like a chore to entertain. This song isn't meant to make you dance like Nirvana means no pain. I wouldn't say that I don't like people when all paths lead to the same ending. Alone am fine and with other people I fade. I am becoming the animal.

A Daydream

Daydream A nights walk to see the blue fireflies rising on the wind blown grass. The moon covets creation screaming at clouds. She draws water that fall upward as spirits ascend and lifting the fog to see me naked. I am the darkness that dwell in shadow. Ready to face my opponent. We fight battles no one else will see. Come wait for morning she cries. I leave the earth because the universe was meant for me. In euphoria am free. And you don't know me too much.

It makes not deference where I go as long as I can float for an eternity. To sleep beneath the waves where I sing to the growl. Into a portal of sea that ripple with touch. Reflect to replace reality. Inspect conflicting perceptions.

Sigma Colors Introvert the alphas end. My being stretched thin to cover the mosh. Eyes closing to narrow view of a balcony like a sad plant. Cropped perfectly to incept a larger meaning. Flowers to my skeleton unburied. Biting all hands pushing me down. But in chasm so perfectly.

Eyes close to stare at the sun. So beautiful but I am blind. Mood calm down to breach to skyline. Giants looking over mountains awaiting love lost to the sea. Talking at ghosts just to clear head. A cold chill that keeps us awake. I'm screaming don't morn for me yet. I left you behind. You can feel me in trees. I'm scattered it seems. I left beyond and lost repeat in time some ages ago in miles away I left and had to let you go. Some ages ago.

I know it's cold but that's just the way it is. Perhaps our stories will never be told.