A Man Made Out Of Clay

Through these blind eyes I now see, Cover me in thorns, Bleed me dry, Sacrifice never knowing, Sacrifice the truth, Let everything unwind as my kingdom falls down around my feet, A disposed king without subjects leading to live again, Learning what truly defines who I am, Not who I was, Was that ever me? …

A Sequence Of Finale Moments

Payment declined, My desire withheld, A symphony of inconvenience born, Suffocating my self, Denying a want, Now it becomes a need, My drug, My emptiness, Closure of daylight, As night takes hold, An hour of handfuls, A moon with no sun, No reflection, No light, No words, No me...

Infect My Infection

Trust the insignificance of me to guide your way, Let the lines not blur, Forget, Sleep, Suffocate yourself within the lines of paranoia, While the schism grows, Festering like a boil, Infecting everything, The pus of who your were is washed clean by the new you, The better version, The version with hollowed eyes, Ready …