3.

Stomach sick with the dizzying amount of guilt, *****-inducing vertigo
Mental crash, relapse, insanity
Apologizing to the gentle breeze
In memorium- for all the words that never graced my lips
In reality's waking eve- my eyes awaken to the truth of my inner soul
Years of solemn apologies lie up around the next bend in the river
Has my halo burnt out again?
Gaze into the divining mirror to see (you)
Faceless image replicated back, the horrorific façade continues...

2.

Nights of terror I shivered relentlessly into a cave of diamond tears
Endless years of burning a candle simultaneously, shifting, changing me...
The revolving art of destruction,
Beholden soothsayers can rest in their vagracy graves, old bones to finite dust
Claustrophia's curse has got me suffocating
Dead hands grip my throat unable to breathe
Serpentine tongue flicks as my world comes melting downward
Remorse over fears and resentments
Mornings of madness when my insanity rose
Drummer boy at war, battle songs must rage on (even) in misery

1.

And in those moments, he grew-
Not because of any material success
But the extistential fear of failure,
The fear inoculum, the fear cage
Pinpoint anxiety paralyzes the mind and body hangs in suspension
The quiet four walls are sliding closer
The momentum of ages he built
Sand castles in the hurricane's roar
Functioning sinkhole, it was only time
Black holes keep pulling me into the darkest corner of stars
Micro (the space in between )
Macro (the space that remains)