I black out the nightmare consuming
the flame within the sword piercing
the soul of the darkest hour oozing
venom from the heart of toxicitity
Slurped up by the twisted humor
censored by the spirits of those
scared to manifest the face of
truth begging for a response from
fractured sanity leaking the dragons
flame from the cells of a panicking
mind deteriorating every thought of
of purity within humanity

I walk the trenches of the asylum
in search of an answer for the chaotic
displeasure smelling the fumes of
burnt faith feeling discomfort wash
over me...