Echoes of grief
Creep into dreams.
Clamoring bells
Blast a hole
Into my memories.
Strange sentiments
Hover behind me,
Whispering temptation
To ecstasy.
To bite off a piece
Of reality—
That is my sentence.
To grab ahold
Of something nasty—
So close,
And yet,
Too far away.
To break through
Into another dimension.
To rage into the night!
Oh, so sweet.
So I lose my grip
On the pain
That haunts me.
Another journey.
It all seems
Plain to me.
So I surf right through
The Milky Way,
Cackling an insane laughter.
To be the one and only
Tortured company.
Let it burst into
A broken rip current.
Let it feed
On blood and gore.
Let it be—
Alone.