gazing into the reflection of chaotic rveries
existing,requiring, depending
regulating integrity, growing greatly
walking the sanctum paths of druids long forgotten, left behind
creating unsellfish, unworthy, unused plains
for crooked smiles and expecting eyes
red moon washing away all insanity. delerium, and mania inside-out
experiencing a lack of etheral eternity
a gain of surreal emotions, devotions, explosions, EXPLOSIONS
exposed, raw, shattered on the floor
lies, the forgotten face of youth, enigma-equilibrium
frozen twisted hands of death
grasping grabbing at your fragile flesh
a two hundred year old painting
of the person whom you are
a silent reckoning