so comes again
the disaster taste
make of the sullied, morose, and folded in neat little diamonds

gnawing, still… the ever incessant decree
i dont know how the evils last
but all the while, make dreams that come sweet
everything is gone

lay awake, trills of the sinister bloom
drift like stars, press down on my thoughts
velvet tears, dream…
so much that it follows me, awake

awake, the crests of reality peel
all is trill, a tune that caresses
the blurs speak like falling snow
packed loose and tumbling over my ears

all the while… dreams come sweet before me…
whats real?
is it the scrape against the skin?
is it the bruise beneath?

i cant see their eyes anymore, looking in, just blurs…
soft like pillows, im absent to their smothering
a smile is courtesy, a veil
all my faces, hollow…

sunken behind, far away…
far down…
my limbs think and move on their own, prattling the motions out of memory
…its all just memory right now

im afraid
while the horror lasts
time moves me through

break
and the trills take over
and i am free

free from my body
free from my thoughts
free, tucked away tight and folded neat like diamonds
folded neat, far away in the dark

so far even the cold cant reach
or the burn…
so far away that you would never meet me
so far…that i forget how to meet myself

its gone now
my words are just memory
my motions are just memory
playing all by themselves

where have i gone?
do i still exist?
did i ever exist?
i dont know…
is this happiness?