Self-Preservation

Save me from myself for I can't see
Beautiful dreams strung across the moon
What is true to you is a cover for me

A fleeting thought planting a seed
Casting deceit and merciless shadows
To blindly follow a road that doesn't lead

Senses one thinks to cherish
Pearls captive to a treacherous sea
Fearing that one day they will perish

Save me from myself for I can't see
See me not as what I am but what I do
What is true to you is a cover for me

Shadowed Envisage

Welcome to my self-created insanity
Where peaks of madness reach proximity
Magnificent release farewell reality
Here I observe what you fail to see
How each of you can relate to me
Why no one will ever hear my plea
Bathed in seas of ebony light
Till I can't even comprehend my plight
Where sad bliss reaches a new height
And my rationality can drift away
Denied is the existence of another day
Here in my wakeful sleep I lay

Living An Oxymoron

Inexplicably unruly
begging to tempt cruelty
Irreparable damage
nurtured by gentle savage
Silently gregarious
attempting skillful clumsiness
Deranged sanity
discussing eloquent profanity
Calloused sleekness
emerging from luminous bleakness
Blissful torment
defying a calm current
Arranged chaos
rebuilding valuable loss
Liquid metal
cooling to corrosively settle
Passionate estrangement
trapped in split entanglement
Conceited demureness
settling a violent caress
Coherent nonsense
creating an unforgivable chance

Severed And Surviving

Hands thrown up with a sigh
Dare we fix what we deny
It cannot be cured it's a fact
An undeniable situation we can't retract
How to cure a body with no head
With a heart blackened by lead
Hands thrown up with a sigh
Dare we fix what we deny
The tongue has been salvaged
The mind completely ravaged
Pin down all those flailing arms
Imagine if they did some harm
Hands thrown up with a sigh
Dare we fix what we deny
Put a blindfold on those eyes
Can't have them seeing the disguise
Ears have grown deaf from misuse
Can't attempt to survive the abuse
Hands thrown up with a sigh
Dare we fix what we deny
If only a single bone remains
We will build for the rest of our days

Rightful Violation

A mapless journey
In a memoir of senses
Drenched in a sea
Of mindless whispers
Clarity safely evadaded
Light perceivably less
Darkness has enveloped
Yet there is no sign
No shattering release
Of my eternal occupation
Only the sight of glory
In all that isn't mine

Clarity

The perfect sky is torn
I want to live through you
How was all this born?
See the way to your soul
Kiss away the wounds
Make your beauty whole
Sooth your confusion
Remove all the hate
Replace it with passion
Heal it so that...
The perfect sky is no longer torn

Vocabulary

Want, Fear, Haste
Hate, Understanding, Angst
Sorrow, Joy, Redemption
Conflict, Yearning, Submission
Cold, Wonder, Reality
Dream, Shock, Cruelty
Depth, Light, Respect
Passion, Chaos, Reflect
Burden, Suprise, Worry
Sense, Change, Beauty
Blank, Insight, Frustration
Innocence, Illusion, Adoration