Alive and unalive
Duality of the human time
Hourglass tears fall through a sigh
Into the comfort of forbidden night
Alone in a darkned home
Alone like a song
Feeding the malice inflected on the self
Festering and forming into coldness and hell
Unwell and under the cursed spell
Of genetic disorder causing my brain to swell
The trigger around my neck
As I walk toward the edge of a ship deck
Ready to leap into the cosmic void
To turn back from man into galactic toy
Sun rays illuminate the fog filled day
Moon light leads the sunshine astray
Into the cracks of my tightly shut coffin
I become one with the night
One with the nothing

© The Black Lotus