Drowning

Through this fog that holds us together
I will scream my heart out
And then maybe things will get better
And then maybe it will be a life worth owning
And then maybe it will be worth being a part of..

Constant shades of gray color our sky for the tuning
Machete echoes tear silence with a gruesome approach
Gore is hidden behind the sensor for our own good
But is it worth living without the truth?
We will face it one day, no matter how hard we try
We will be there, no questions asked, thousands of replies...

Through our own perishing gaze at the world
We see that essential thing that kept us awake through days
Decided, we burn it all down, we want to live it for real
And it's too late to realize that it was all we had
Simple hallucinations instead of legs; now we collapse
The saddest part? There is no way up anymore
You can't reform the hallucinations, and your life of slithering begins

Weren't you, in a way, on the ground for years
Saying they were all tears of joy, of grace?
In the bottomless pit, a mindful ocean lays, waiting to drown us
That's why we were scared for years, the truth is, we are that bottomless pit
Filled with an ocean of thoughts that drown us upon discovery..

I make strange noises that make no sense now
Do you understand me any more? Do I make sense?
It's probably me, drowning...

Insanity

Tracking the senses for a valid exit from solitude
All hopes fail when you run away from a cautionary tale
Cracks on the ceiling gape, drooling years of sorrow
In a corner where your childhood lay, you crumble
Tears of ashes burn you deep within, questions ask
The lost cause of reason that created this ubiquity
Of motionless hazards that cut our thread of life..

It's hidden in the music, says I, and true it is
Within the fog of a dreary tunes,
Evasive replies to unwanted questions create echoes
A terminal vortex in subspace, non-amendable curiosity
Versatile forecasting grappled our focus into sublime horizons
Regret has been our bedtime toy..

Goodness gracious, said I, the 365th time in a year,
One more year is gone, one more day left behind,
One more night is coming to an end, one more hour lays dead in my hand
One more blink and I'll be a mist, forever so close, past never missed
Together, in the strangeness of existence, a mind and sanity is lost
In separation it is set free, yet now has no way to express itself
Our insanity is the sweet taste of meat that pulls us away from reality..

Hunch down upon every single problem and blow them away
I created myself a space to get lost, never to be found
Hand shake in front of eyes, no response..
Forgot the lights on..

Blind

Cherishing every minute of this togetherness

I lay silently in the pond of lotuses

Calm dreams of cherry blossoms swinging by..

A lucid image of you on my mind

A thoughtful sequence ofwords of description

That never match in pattern or color

A hand that pushes me away from you

I insist, I try to cut it, bare metal

I lean over it towards you, just for the savour..

It's just that daily dose of glimpse

Like a warm coffee of the day, and a small chatter

Your lullaby tingles my shadow..

A collection of your images, hanging around my mind's chambers

A lurking admirer in the camouflage of a regularity

It's so tough to chase away the sweet daydreams...

A relentless chimera strangles me from day to day

Possibilities flow like falls across my vision

I am blinded by your being..

Autopilot

Wailing through the silent walls of my pettiness

I discover truth that was long forgotten by many

Even I had to realize that I was awake, poking the wide open eye

Trusting the longing for that land far away..

On the wings of the gulls, I fled ashore

Only a speckle of soil could've been my home

A violation of my loneliness, crawling like a centipede

Growing in circles through our gaze..

The right hand of our existence is our past

A mute weapon, piercing through the now and then

An agony wraps the conciousness, I feel my body

I feel it tasting the ground, just like every time

Just like all the times I have been down

And the dark was my only ally in this desolate alley..

Like a punch in the face, the drastic aftermath of living

Seeing the imaginary through our false sensors

It's just a stupid world of assumption that we enjoy

The purest pleasures have a glitch that bothers me

Keeping me awake every night..

The wildest tantrums bestow the courtesy of freedom

A sweet taste dissolves into our body, and euphoria wins

When the effects suddenly dissapear... That's when all falls down

That's when you realize you can't handle being down

That's when, when you look down that cliff,

You see that endless road ahead of you..

That's when you dissapear in thoughts, and autopilot enjoys a lie..