My Version of "Footsteps in the Sand"

Beautiful star...
I shine for you.
Spacious hate...
I live for you.
Throbbing darkness...
I thrive for you.
Yet I cannot see my path...
I still follow the sweet hem of your risen garments.
The wind buffetts against my hair, wisping it all about, stinging my eyes with such persitency.
Yey I never close them so that I can continue to see your edging face.

Pallid heels make prints which are far larger than my own feet...but I will grown soon...I will be taller and more agile...more intelligent and more powerful than any of my foes.
Many I do have.

Kiss the sky away in a red oblivion.
The sky never existed in the first place.
All it ever was was looking upside down...for I was hanging from the earth in a dark blur. A haze that will be forgotten with time and effect.

Now I see the double-patterned shit that people are created from. And I know better than to trust any one of those forms that I see.

So I follow my heart...to where it leads.
Although I know it is in Death that I put my hope and pride...
...I know that I will be forgotten in the depths of hell...
I have yet to care...
...This is the truth of what the world has made me...
...And since nothing can change the world and its sadistic ways...
...I will die and be reborn.
Death incarnate, for I was created from death and to death I will remain hidden until the precise moment for revenge.