While I descend in quiet miseries,
the night confined me in solitary guilt...

The blatant sun shed it's hollow light,
igniting burnt stars and sleeping skies...

Wrap me in your wings,
scar me with your nails...

Your patience is disintegrating into irradiated...
[ You are not born from the heart of a gaucherie...

Weeping hollow in monadic and cannibal delight,
I fall in between thorns blooming in the twilight...

Take this paintbrush, paint serpentine swirls of...
Skipping stones of the imagination in our oddity...

Tear apart my soul,
tears frozen as ice...

Phantom fingers of the twilight's breath,
caressing the bane of my paranoia...

When we lose a loved one to inevitable tragedy,
there is no one to blame but the cold iris of...

We're lost in tumult of mixed beliefs by,
fairytales and urban legendes unfold...

Hollow eyes of perfection watches the world with...
smirking at the average faces of society, oh so...

The words trapped in my eyes,
if only you could read my pain...